Date: Wed, 31 Jul 2002 21:43:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tom Borden <tombor99@yahoo.com>
Subject: "The Facts of Life"  2nd Installment

"The Facts of Life" was intended to be a one-installment story.  In
response to many readers insisting that I carry the story on for another
installment, here it is.


The Facts of Life
Chapter 2


As my brother, Sam, and I drove up to the lake house on Saturday morning, I
felt an exhilaration I had never felt before.  But I harbored doubts about
what we were asking . . . doubts that Sam didn't share.  Our father had
always been unrestrained in his openness with us on sexual matters.  But it
was all instructional for our benefit.  Were we now asking too much of him?
Would he be agreeing to something he really didn't want to do
. . . something that he really thought was not right?  Would we be driving
a wedge between us in the end, creating a chasm that could never be closed?

Shortly after we arrived, dad drove up.  When he saw us, he said, "Look at
this underbrush around the house.  It's really getting out of hand.  I
think this afternoon, we need to get busy and start cleaning this up."

"But, dad . . . ." Sam protested.

"I wanted you to come up here and help me straighten this place out," dad
said.  "Nothing's been done since we were last here."

I could feel it.  Dad was not comfortable with what we had suggested.
Perhaps he had changed his mind; that is, if he'd made up his mind at all
to begin with.  I leaned close to Sam and said, "Come on, Sam.  Don't say
anything.  We need to let dad take his own time on this."

For the rest of the afternoon, we slashed away at the undergrowth around
the house and trimmed around the trees.  When we had finally finished, I
waited for dad to say something, to tell us what next.

"I'm ready for a good swim!" dad said as he stretched his arms out in front
of him.  "How about you guys?"

We went on into the house and stripped down to nothing, as we always had
when we swam in the lake.  Running to the end of the pier, dad dove in and
swam back and forth along the pier.  Sam and I also jumped in and joined
him.  Sam was always one to horse around in the water and jumped up on
dad's back with his legs wrapped around dad's waist.  I had noticed that
Sam had a pretty stiff hard-on, and it was obvious that he was pushing it
tight against dad's lower back.

"Come on, Sam!  Get off me!" dad shouted.  "You're not a kid anymore.
You're too heavy.  I can hardly move."

As soon as Sam dropped off of dad's back, dad climbed up onto the pier and
sat there with his knees up and his arms wrapped around them.  His penis
was soft and his balls hung low and were draped on the surface of the pier.

Sam climbed up on the pier also and stood there next to dad with his
hard-on about two inches from dad's face.

"Hey, boy," dad said as he stared at Sam's penis.  "It looks like you're
going to have to do something about that thing!"

Sam put his hands on dad's shoulders and said, "I'm going to wait til
later, dad.  Remember what we talked about."

Dad looked down between his knees at the pier and said nothing.

I finally said, "Come on you guys.  It's getting late and I'm hungry.
Let's have some supper.  Mom fixed us a whole basket of food.  I know
there's some cold fried chicken in there."

As Sam and I started back toward the house, dad took his time getting up.
Still looking down, he walked slowly behind us.  I knew dad was worried.  I
caught up with Sam and said, "Sam, lets forget the whole thing.  I just
know this is something dad doesn't want to do."

"Well, why the hell did he come up here, then?" Sam said with irritation in
his voice.

I said, "Let's just sit down and eat and we'll talk about it.  Sam, don't
push him.  Please.  It's not fair to push him into this if he's not
comfortable with it."

"Aw, shit, Ron!" Sam growled.  "He agreed to come up here, and he knew full
well why we wanted to get together with him.  If he didn't want to do it,
he didn't have to have us up here."

As we sat at the table and ate, dad tried to talk about various repairs
that were needed on the house.  Finally, Sam, now considerably cooler put
his hand on dad's hand and said, "Dad, I know what we suggested is
something you're not sure about.  You know how close Ron and I are with
you.  When we were kids, you gave us all the instruction you could in
sexual matters and stressed to us that all sexual activity should be
pleasurable.  You told us there were a lot of different ways we could enjoy
sex responsibly."

"I know," dad said.

"You were our teacher," Sam went on.  "All Ron and I want, now that we're
full adults, is to show you other ways to find pleasure in sex."

Dad looked up and said, "Sam, Ron.  I told you that I understood your
homosexuality and I accept it.  Anal fucking is something that you do,
something that you enjoy.  I'm sorry to say this, but if I do this, it will
be for your enjoyment, not mine."

I said, "Dad, that's true, but at the same time, you always gave us the
impression that one should try as many things as they could when seeking
sexual pleasure.  We watched you fuck mom in the ass, and you loved it.
This would be no different.  You wouldn't be fucking just any guy off the
street, you would be fucking two guys who are your sons and who love you
and need you."

"But that's just it," said dad.  "You're my sons!"

Sam dropped his fork on his plate with a clatter and said, "Dad, how can
you justify holding back from this.  Think about it.  You lay naked on one
of our beds and jacked off in front of us.  You shot your sperm out on your
stomach and ate some of it, right in front of us.  Then the three of us lay
in bed together, not one, but several nights and jacked off together.  Your
body was pressed against ours as you unabashedly went through your orgasms.
You encouraged us to eat our own sperm.  You allowed us to watch you
fucking mom, not only in the pussy, but in the ass.  And you smiled and
winked at us as you did it.  You let us watch as mom sucked your cock, and
you sucked on her pussy.  Now what in God's name is keeping you from giving
Ron and me one of the greatest moments of our life by fucking us in the ass
. . . something we crave from the dad we love so much?"

I could see tears welling up in Sam's eyes as he looked searchingly into
dad's face.

Dad said nothing and reached over and wiped the tears off of Sam's cheek
with his thumb. Then he said, "I'd like to take a shower before we go to
bed.  I'll go ahead and take mine now, and then the shower will be all
yours."

As dad got up and disappeared into the bedroom, I put my arm around Sam's
shoulder and kissed him on the cheek.  "Sam, you were a little hard on dad.
Don't you think we should have let him take more time to decide what he
wanted to do?"

Sam kissed me back and said, "Oh, Ron.  I don't know about you, but I want
dad inside of me so badly.  It's almost like it would be a final
consummation of the love you and I have for him.  He thinks it will be
wrong and dirty.  But it's not.  He's our dad . . . our own flesh and
blood.  The sperm that made us came out of his own penis.  I need that
penis inside of me, Ron.  I'm sorry I got so excited."

Soon, we heard dad calling from the bedroom that the shower was all ours
now.  When we entered the room, dad was lying on his back in the middle of
the bed holding onto his very hard and rigid penis, as though he was
determined to forge ahead with something that he really didn't want to do.

Sam jumped into the shower first, while I sat naked on the side of the bed
looking at dad.  I knew from the way he was looking at me that he loved me
very much.  His eyes slowly ran from my face down over my chest and stomach
and down to my very hard penis.  He smiled and said, "I don't know if I've
said it enough, Ron, but I'm so proud of you two.  You've both turned out
to be such fine and good looking specimens of manhood.  I mean it.  And I'm
glad that you're both happy and with someone you love.  That makes me
happy, too."

Sam came bouncing out of the shower in no time, sporting his usual hard
penis.  As I went on into the shower, I saw Sam lie down on the bed next to
dad.  When I came out, Sam was propped up on one elbow and touching one of
dad's nipples.  It was obvious that it excited dad, as it always does to
Sam and me, but at the same time, dad looked a little apprehensive.  I left
the bathroom light on and closed the door slightly so only a soft light
came into the room.  Then I turned off the light on the bedside table.  I
thought that dad might feel a little more comfortable if he wasn't lying
there in the glaring light.

I lay down on the other side of dad and, taking my clue from Sam, touched
dad's other nipple very lightly.  He said, "Oh, you guys, I guess I taught
you well about a guy's erogenous zones, didn't I?"

We laughed and began pinching his nipples a little harder.  I said, "Well,
dad, there's no reason we can't show you how well we learned what you
taught us, is there?"

Sam said, "Dad, please relax.  You're lying there all tensed up.  We've
lain in bed together before, and we've shot our load.  And we watched you
and mom and all that."

"I know, Sam," Dad said, "But you have to realize this is a little
different."

"It's a little different!  So what!" I said.  "Is it that we can go just so
far with one another, but then we run into an invisible wall, beyond which
no one can go?"

Dad smiled.  He was coming around.  I said, "Dad, roll over on your
stomach.  Let me and Sam rub your shoulders and back.  Maybe it'll help
relax you a little bit.  Okay?

Dad rolled over on his stomach, adjusting his hard-on with one hand.  We
looked at his perfectly round ass cheeks as they rose from his narrow waist
like two melons.  I began kneading his shoulders.  Sam began to kiss and
lick and suck on the soft hair on the backs of dad's legs.  Then he brought
his tongue up and began kissing and licking dad's ass cheeks very lightly.

Dad gave a little chuckle.  Sam said, "Does that tickle, dad?"

"Yes it does, but it's okay," dad said.

A thick line of black hair was visible, poking out from between dad's ass
cheeks.  Sam gently pulled his ass cheeks apart and began to run his tongue
down into the trench until he could feel the tight pucker of his dad's
asshole.  As I moved my hands down dad's back, pushing and kneading the
hard muscles on either side of his spine, I wondered if dad was hating what
Sam was doing, but just bearing it because he felt he should do this for
us.  He made no sound at all, but at the same time, he made no move to
prevent Sam's tongue from forcing its way into his asshole.

I leaned close to dad's ear and said, "Dad, does this feel good?  I mean
rubbing your back and shoulders like this?"

Dad nodded his head slightly and, with his eyes still closed, he said, "It
feels really good, Ron."

I knew that he could feel the tip of Sam's tongue pushing in and out of his
hole, but I wasn't ready to ask him if that felt good, too.  Sam then
pulled his tongue out of dad's hole and pushed his finger in as far as it
would go.  Dad grunted a little, and Sam asked if it felt good.  Dad nodded
again and said yes.  I was finally convinced that dad was now fully relaxed
and, furthermore was ready to give in to us.

Sam and I finally rolled dad over on his back, and he lay there giving us
one of those heart melting beautiful smiles of his.  We were kneeling on
either side of him, and he reached up and, by our necks, pulled us down to
him so our heads were in the crooks of his neck.  He turned his head from
side to side and kissed us both on the lips.  Then he said, "Oh, you guys.
It's really so nice being with both of you like this.  You guys are
everything to me, and I'm glad the three of us are together here."

I took the lead then, and ran my tongue down over dad's cheeks, his neck,
his chest and nipples.  I swirled my tongue down through the light layer of
hair on his stomach and then into his pubic hair.  At the same time, Sam
started at dad's ankles, licking and sucking on the hair on his legs, all
the way up to the soft fleshy part of his upper inner thighs.  There Sam's
and my heads met, my taking dad's hard penis into my mouth, and Sam sucking
both of his balls into his mouth.  As I sucked, I could feel dad's hand
gently going over my back and my ass cheeks.  Now I knew we were home.  Dad
was now with us!

I sucked on dad's penis harder and faster as I felt him searching through
my crack for my asshole with his finger.  I suddenly found myself in such a
sexual frenzy, I could hardly control myself.  I began wiggling my ass as
though I was trying somehow to suck his finger deeper into my asshole.
Suddenly I felt it entering and sliding in to it's full length.  I could
feel dad's body begin to tighten and could hear that his breathing was
getting faster.

I quickly pulled off before he came and whirled around, putting my lips on
his.  I said breathlessly, "Dad, take me now.  Please!  Please fuck me
now!"

I flung myself onto my back and brought my thighs up tightly against my
chest.  Without hesitation, dad got up on his haunches and plunged his face
into my ass trench, filling it with his saliva.  Then supporting himself
with his arms, he mounted me and thrust his hard penis into my hole.  It
was to be the greatest moment of my life, and I wanted it to go on into
eternity.  I stared into my dad's face, which now had a look of extreme
concentration.  As his hips rose and fell against my ass, I could see sweat
beginning to run down his cheeks.  He pursed his lips and had the contorted
look on his face of a strong man pounding an iron stake into cement.  He
was totally transported in a sexual delirium, immersed in the madness of
sexual pleasure.

Sam brought his head up behind dad's ass to watch his penis go in and out
of my hole.  He had his face about two inches from my hole, and he let
dad's long ball sack flob against his face and fall into his mouth as dad
pumped me faster and faster.  Dad was looking at me with a look of
passionate desire in his eyes.  I had thought that perhaps dad would agree
to do this for our sakes, but it was now more than that.  He was now in a
furious frenzy of sexual stimulation.  I prayed that he would never cum,
but would just stay buried inside of me forever.

But soon, I saw the muscles in dad's arms flex and stiffen.  The muscles in
his chest were quivering and bulging.  I could fell my dad's penis getting
harder and harder and he began to pound himself against my ass cheeks
almost recklessly.  He threw his head back and rolled it from side to side.
With sweat running off his chin and onto my stomach, he opened his mouth
and let out a series of short sharp groans as his penis throbbed against
the rim of my hole and send volley after volley of his hot cream into my
rectum.  My whole body felt warm as his cum filled my insides.

Dad held his penis inside of me as he collapsed onto my chest.  As he lay
there, breathing heavily and saying nothing, he licked my ear, then my eyes
and cheeks, and soon thrust his tongue into my mouth.  Sam still had his
head between our legs and began licking up dad's sperm as it oozed out of
my hole around dad's penis.  I couldn't believe what was happening.  I had
just gone through the most wonderful few moments of my life.

All the time dad's penis was pumping into me, I felt I was on the verge of
cumming.  Dad finally rolled off of me and lay on his back, still breathing
hard, and with his eyes closed.  Sam lay next to him.  I felt so close to
cumming that I raised Sam's legs and crawled over him and pushed my penis
into his asshole.  Dad opened his eyes and watched as I fucked my brother.
It excited him.  I could tell.  He reached over fondled Sam's penis and
balls and I fucked him.

Dad then said, "Ron, please pull out before you cum.  I want to see your
sperm shooting out onto your brother's body."

I felt my orgasm coming on quickly.  I pulled out and shot stream after
stream of my thick white sperm onto Sam's chest.  After my orgasm had
subsided, I was about to collapse onto my brother, but suddenly Dad leaned
over and licked all my sperm up off of Sam's chest.  I almost came again
watching this.

Suddenly, Sam got up and crouched between dad's legs and started raising
them up in the air.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" said dad, knowing full well what Dan
had in mind.

"Dad, just relax," said Sam with a smile.  "You just have to remember that
you always said to us that we should try new things that might give us
sexual pleasure.  Now be quiet, and do as you're told!"

Dad looked as though he were very reluctant as he raised his legs as high
as he could.  It was obvious, though, that he wanted to try this.  He had
admitted before that he had used a dildo from time to time to enhance his
sexual excitement.  But to have a real penis up his ass!  And his own son's
penis at that!

Sam lowered his face into dad's ass crack and flooded it with saliva.  He
then pushed his penis into dad very slowly.  Dad took hold of Sam's
shoulders and pulled him down to him and kissed him passionately.  As Sam
pumped, I could see that dad was bucking his hips upward, as though to get
Sam's cock in deeper.  I sucked on dad's nipples as Sam continued pounding.
It was only a matter of minutes before Sam shot his load into dad's ass.

Dad was moaning as loud as Sam was.  He said, "Oh, Sam, I could feel the
warmth of your cum as it shot into me.  What a feeling!"

As Sam pulled off and lay back down on his back, I grabbed dad's legs to
keep them up.  I got into position.  He had a surprised look on his face.
He had not expected to get fucked twice in a row without a break.  I looked
at dad's ass crack and his hole.  It was wet with Sam's cum.  I pushed my
hard penis into the warm sloppy mess oozing out as dad moaned with
pleasure.  As I fucked him, it made a loud slurping sound.  It added to the
eroticism of it all.  Dad reached up and began pinching my nipples.  They
were so sensitive, I came quickly.  Because I had cum just shortly before
into my brother's ass, I didn't shoot as much cum, but my orgasm was just
as powerful.

Sam and I then took turns cleaning out dad's asshole with our tongues.
Then we lay there, pressed together for a long time caressing one another's
body.  After about an hour, dad said with a smile, "Sam, you're the one who
wanted so badly to have me fuck you.  Do you think you're ready now?"

"Dad, I've never not been ready," Sam said eagerly.  "Do you think you're
ready to do it again?"

"I think I'm more than ready," dad said as he got up on his haunches and
helped Sam raise his legs.  He stared down into Sam's ass crack.  But
before filling it up with saliva, he ran his tongue down the underside of
Sam's penis and then sucked his balls into his mouth.  After rolling them
around on his tongue, he pulled his mouth away and looked into the faces of
Sam and me.  "What?" he said.  "You've been after me to try new
experiences.  I thought I'd please you and see what a penis and balls
tasted like.  That's all."

"Did you like it, dad," asked Sam.

"Yeah," dad said with an impish smile.

Then pulling his own ass cheeks apart, Sam said, "Okay, dad.  Now fuck the
shit out of me!"

After dad filled Sam's ass with saliva, he plunged his cock into Sam like
an old pro.  I could see our two loads of cum still running out dad's
asshole and running down the back of one of his legs.  As dad fucked Sam
furiously, I stood on my knees and moved my cock up close to he face.

I said, "Now dad, you found out what Sam's penis and balls tasted like.  I
think you should taste mine, too."

Dad took my penis into his mouth, but found it not to be an easy
coordination job to fuck up and down and suck in and out at the same time.
So he pulled off my penis.  But I kept it close to him and ran the head of
my cock over his face as he fucked.  As I did this, several long strings of
my pre-cum ran onto his cheek and lips.

When it became apparent that dad was about to cum, Sam said, "Dad, pull out
now and scoot up here and shoot your cum in my mouth!"

Dad pulled out and valiantly tried to push himself up so he could cum in
Sam's mouth, but it was too late.  He shot his whole load all over Sam's
face.  I don't think I have ever seen a load of sperm so large.  All over
Sam's face were great globs of pudding-like sperm.  Then Sam raised his
head up and took dad's still throbbing penis into his mouth and sucked it
dry.  I couldn't resist the look of dad's sperm on Sam's face.  I quickly
leaned over licked off every drop of it.  Then as Sam pulled his mouth off
of Dad's penis, I took it in my mouth and started sucking and I cupped his
balls in my hand.  The taste of dad's sperm was still there.

All three of us lay there side by side, almost totally spent.  Once again,
I thought this was the most thrilling time of my life.  Our dad had gone
the ultimate distance with us, something we had long dreamed about.  I
said, "Dad, you've made a dream come true for us.  Tell us honestly, how do
you feel now about what we asked you to do?"

"Well, boys," dad began with a smile.  "You forced me into this.  I just
gave in to satisfy you and to keep you quiet."

Sam said, "Dad, I know we forced you into this.  And we'll never do it
again.  We promise."

I watched dad's face.  I could tell he wasn't expecting that.  He looked at
us with the strangest look on his face, and said, "You mean . . . we won't
do this again?"

"That's right," I said.

Dad paused for a few moments and said, "Well . . . I mean . . . you didn't
exactly force me . . . I mean . . . ."

Sam said, "No, no, dad.  We were wrong.  You taught us a long time ago
never to force someone into sexual activity they didn't want.  Isn't that
right, Ron?"

"That's right, after all that you taught us, we really screwed up," I said.
"I just feel terrible about it."

"But . . . ."

"No, dad," I said.  "We made a mistake.  I hope you can find it in your
heart to forgive us."

Dad looked at Sam, and then at me.  "Listen, you guys," dad said with a
kind of hurt look on his face.  "you didn't really force me.  If I didn't
want to do this, I wouldn't have."

Sam said, "We didn't force you?  Really?"

Sam and I realized we'd taken the joke a little too far, and it was
apparent that dad was getting a little upset at the notion that we may not
want to do this again.  Finally, I reached over and put my arms around him
and said, "You know we were just kidding you, don't you?  When you said we
forced you into this, Sam and I thought we'd go along with that and kid you
a little bit."

Dad sort of cocked his head and said, "Oh yeah, I knew you were kidding!"

"Dad?" I said, looking at him askance.

"Well . . . I wasn't really sure," dad said with a smile.  "But I thought
you knew I was kidding when I told you I did it just to satisfy you and
keep you quiet."

"We knew," said Sam, as he cuddled his head up into the crook of dad's
neck.  "Dad, you still haven't told us honestly how you feel now about what
we asked you to do."

Dad said, "Through the years, I've heard of guys who experimented with
other guys, and no matter how much they were into girls, a lot of them
found that sex with other guys was kind of exciting.  I always wondered
about that.  Just to reveal a little secret to you, I have to admit that I
enjoyed watching your bodies change as you grew up.  I felt something, but
I really didn't know what it was exactly.  I felt aroused as you grew into
your teen years and watched your bodies turn into men, with hair coming out
on your legs and arms and chests.  And to watch over time your little boy
penises grow into man-sized cocks would make me aroused.  And sometimes I'd
get hard-ons when I looked at you.  I just always passed it off as
silliness.  I never admitted to myself that there was any sexual attraction
there.

"When you first suggested that . . . you know . . . we get together, I felt
an excitement sweep over me.  I asked myself if all those strange feelings
I had through the years were trying to tell me something about myself I
wouldn't admit to.  Looking at your bodies was one thing, but the idea that
I would touch you sexually aroused me.  You know your friend, Toby
Sullivan?  His father and I are pretty good friends, you know.  One evening
after work, after we'd had a few drinks, he admitted to me that he had, not
long before, been seduced by another man.  He had never considered such
thing anytime in his life.  But it turned out to his complete surprise that
it excited him to have sex with this man.  He never lost his excitement for
women, but to have been with this man opened up a whole new world for him.

"I have to admit that I kind of thought he was off his rocker.  How could
that possibly be?.  But then I thought about those strange feelings that I
had been having, and wondered if I would feel the same excitement he did if
another man seduced me.  But I put it out of my mind.  That is, until your
suggestion made such an occurrence a distinct possibility.  I'm sorry, you
guys, that I hesitated so long.  I know now that it was something I really
wanted, but it was still hard for me to admit it.  I still feel hot toward
your mother, and I never tire of sex with her.  But just as I always
preached to you, I've now found something new to give me pleasure sexually.
You didn't really force me.  It's just that I needed time to come to a full
realization of what I wanted."

I finally said, "Thanks for telling us that, dad.  But now that you finally
took the step, what do you think about it?"

Dad laughed, kissed us both, and reached down and took hold of each of our
penises in his hands.  He said, "Well, the way I feel about it is that you
learned a lot when I gave you the facts of life way back when.  And I can
see now that I had a lot to learn, too."

"What did you learn, exactly, dad," Sam asked.

"Well, I'll tell you what, boys," dad said.  "It's a long story.  Why don't
we come up here again next weekend, and I'll tell you all about it!


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