Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 07:57:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: Henry Brooks <hankster1430@bellsouth.net>
Subject: Rustic Chivalry Chapter 6

			      Rustic Chivalry
				Chapter Six

Once Sue-Ann moved out of the house, Red and Bobby got rid of Robbie's day
bed, and he took possession of Sue-Ann's.  They also moved the dresser back
into the bedroom from the hallway.  That simple move made the small
manufactured home look huge to the three inhabitants.

Also the two adults were freer in their living habits.  They were proud of
their bodies, and had no desire to hide it from their son.  They never
wanted him to be ashamed of his body either.  They began to walk around the
house naked, and they definitely left their bedroom door open at night.  Be
that as it may, they refrained from love making until they were sure Robbie
was asleep.

Robbie, of course was too smart for them.  He had seen his dads performing
an act that he instinctively knew was not meant to be seen by anyone.  He
was the most curious lad in town, and he wanted to see more.  He would lie
in bed every night, playing possum.  He recognized the squeak in the floor
board when one of his dads came to see if he was sleeping.  He would even
increase his breathing and make slight snoring sounds, when they were
checking on him.  He knew exactly when the father who checked up on him was
safely back in his room.  He would wait a few minutes, making sure that
nobody was walking around.  When he was certain that they were both in
their room, he would get out of bed as quietly as he could and head for
their bedroom.  He even knew which floor boards creaked, and he deftly
avoided them.  He would position himself at one side of the open door,
where he was sure he could not be seen.  The light from the street lamp
illuminated the room brightly, and he could see both his dads very clearly.

Their bodies were magnificent, and he got really turned on.  He would erect
almost immediately, but did not yet know how to relieve himself.  Sometimes
nothing would happen, and the two men would fall into a deep sleep.  But
that was a rarity.  More often than not they would turn to each other and
crush their bodies together.  Robbie would imagine their two cocks smashed
together, and rubbing against each other.  The two men would begin to moan
and wiggle, and Robbie had to control himself from jumping into bed with
them.  After a short time, one of them would twist around so that they were
lying head to foot.  They would take each other's penies into their mouths,
and lick them like a lollipop.  It was quite a while before Robbie learned
that they were playing a game called sixty-nine.  He would stare at them,
hoping that their game would last for hours.  It never did, and much to
Robbie's delight the results were often different.

Sometimes one of them would shoot a white gooey fluid into the other's
mouth, and then shortly thereafter the process would be repeated by the
other.  They would swallow the custard like fluid, and what they couldn't
swallow, they would scoop up from their faces and feed it to the other.

Other times they would stop the game, and one of them would begin to run
his tongue up and down the other's ass.  Robbie would go wild watching
this.  He thought he would go mad if he did not experience all of this
himself, and soon.  After some more time passed, the father who had bathed
his other father's ass with his tongue, would take a jar from the night
table.  Robbie was sure it was a jar of Vaseline.  He would rub the
Vaseline all over his penie, and then up the other's ass.  Slowly he would
insert his penie up his lover's ass.  Sometimes the father on the bottom
was on his back.  Other times, he was on his stomach.

Robbie would watch, completely envious of his fathers' activities.  He
would listen to them moaning and groaning.  Their bodies would writhe as
they assured each other that they loved each other to the exclusion of all
others.  That always made Robbie happy for their love, and a little
uncomfortable to realize that he came second in their lives. At some point,
the dad on top would give out a wail, thrust deep and collapse on his other
dad.  He would lie this way, seemingly dead, for a few minutes, but
eventually he would pull out.  Sometimes the custardy fluid rubbed between
them and they would eat it together.  The games would then be over.  Other
times there was no fluid.  When that happened, they would either reverse
positions, or one of them would take the other's penie in hand and begin to
stroke it until the white custard was produced, amidst much squealing and
writhing.

His fathers would lie perfectly still for a while, and then they would take
a towel from the top of the dresser and clean themselves.  When that was
done, they would return to bed, kiss each other, and fall asleep.  Robbie
would reluctantly return to his room.

In the morning he yearned to tell them what he had witnessed, and ask them
to explain it all to him.  What was the custard?  Why did they wiggle and
scream when it was produced?  If it hurt, why did they do it so often?  If
they were screaming for joy, what sensations were produced in their bodies?
But in the morning he was mute, afraid to tell them what he had seen, and
certain that he would never ask his questions.

Six months after Sue-Ann left the household, she announced that she was
pregnant.  Red and Bobby hugged her and kissed her.  Jimmy wanted to shake
their hands, but they grabbed him and hugged him too.

"Yer gonna be a big brother," Sue-Ann informed Robbie, who stared at her
looking bewildered.

That night Red took the whole family out to a celebration dinner.  They
returned quite late.  He and Bobby made Robbie shower and go straight to
bed.  That night Robbie did not spy on his fathers.  His head was too full
of questions.  Basically he needed to know how a woman got pregnant.  He
was also apprehensive that his mother might love him less. Thank goodness,
he had his two dads.  He was also glad that the next day was Saturday, and
he would have plenty of time to ask his fathers to explain it all.  He was
sure that this was a subject he could approach them with, unlike the other
stuff.

The secret sealed door known as sex, was about to be slightly cracked open
for Robbie, and he was about to be initiated into the adult world, albeit
very slowly.  He was almost ten now.  He would not experience his first
orgasm by masturbation until he turned eleven.  His first sexual experience
would be shortly after his sixteenth birthday.  This was all sometime in
the future, but for now, he determined not to let his dads off the hook,
until they told him exactly how babies are formed and women get pregnant.

He sprung it on them so suddenly that they both almost gagged on their
morning toast.

"How did the baby get in Mommy's stomach, and when will it come out?  How
will it come out?  Will they cut her open?"

Then silence, as his two fathers stared at each other, hoping the other
would speak first.  Bobby was Robbie's biological father, so he felt he
should speak up.

"Let's have breakfast and get dressed," he said.  "After breakfast, we'll
sit down in the livin' room, and we'll explain it to ya."  Robbie was
satisfied for the moment.  He ate his breakfast quickly, and ran into his
room to dress.  He was sitting patiently on the living room sofa, when his
fathers finally joined him.

"We've already explained to ya that a penis gets hard when it feels happy,"
Bobby started.  Robbie nodded.  "Women don't have penises, Robbie.  They
have vaginas.  It's like a big cave."

"I know that," Robbie said impatiently.

Inside the vagina, women produce eggs, pretty much like chickens do."  That
was a bad example, and Bobby could have kicked himself, but Robbie nodded
his head in understanding.  "When a man sees the vagina, his penis becomes
happy and gets really hard," he went on.  He inserts his stiff penis in the
vagina and strokes in and out.  That's called making love."

Robbie could picture his dads inserting their penies into each other's
asses, and yelling, "I love you."  He was about to ask if that was like
what he and Daddy Red did, but he suddenly realized that he could not
reveal his secret.

"The strokin' causes the penis to shoot out a fluid called semen," Bobby
continued.

Robbie was overwhelmed.  Now he knew what the custard like fluid was.

"The semen contains thousands of seeds.  The seeds swim toward the eggs.
When one of the seeds hooks up with one of the eggs, a baby is made and
begins to grow inside the woman's body."

"Wow!" Robbie interjected.  "Go on."

"It takes nine months for the baby to grow big enough to live in the world.
When the baby is ready to be born, the woman's vagina expands and the baby
slips out."

Bobby stopped talking, and he and Red looked at Robbie, praying he wouldn't
ask any more questions.  Fortunately, he did not.  His brain was too busy
processing what he had just been taught.  He was also trying to equate a
man and woman making love to the actions of two men making love, namely his
two fathers.  It was too much for his immature brain, and all he could
mutter was, "I see."

He stood up and said, "I think I'll go over to Timmy's to play."

"Be home for lunch," Red admonished him.  "It promises to be a hot day.
Maybe we'll go swimmin'."

As soon as Robbie was out the door, Bobby turned toward Red.  "I hope you
don't intend takin' him to our swimmin' hole."

"Why not?  He's kinfolk, not some stranger.  Besides, when he's older,
he'll have a place to take some willin' young girl."

"God, I hope he doesn't grow up too fast," Bobby lamented.  "We ain't
likely to have another kid."

When Robbie came home, Red told him to climb into the truck.  "We're goin'
swimmin'," he said, "to a secret place.  I packed a picnic basket, and
we'll have lunch down by a lake that belongs just to Bobby and me."

It all sounded so conspiratorial to Robbie.  It's like a mystery movie, he
thought.  He jumped into the cab of the truck.  Although it was a
two-seater, Robbie was small enough that all three of them sat comfortably.
When they arrived at a position where a thick forest began, Red parked the
truck.  They each carried a blanket, towels and the picnic basket, and
Bobby led them to a small clearing, which was almost indiscernible.  A
short walk through a hidden pathway, brought them to the lake in the
forest.  Robbie gasped when he saw it.  It was indeed The Garden of Eden.

"Never tell anybody about this place," Bobby instructed him.  "It's our
family's secret place.  Your momma don' even know about it."

"I promise," Robbie said solemnly.  It was like he was being inducted into
a secret society, and he felt so grown up.

Red was carrying the blanket and he spread it at the edge of the lake.
They put the picnic basket and the towels on the blanket and the adults
began to strip, so Robbie did also.

"We forgot to bring swimmin' suits," he advised his dads.

"Don' need `em," Bobby said and removed his briefs.  Red was soon naked
too, and Robbie followed suit.  His fathers took Robbie by each of his two
hands and ran with him into the water.  They plunged right in.

The water was cool, but not cold. Much to Robbie's delight, they splashed
each other, and tried pushing each other's heads under water.  At one point
Bobby put Robbie on his massive shoulders and then flipped him over into a
dive.  Robbie came out of the water spitting and coughing.

"Are ya OK sport?" Red asked.

"Yeah, I am, but I'm awful hungry."

They came out of the water, dried themselves and sat down on the blanket.
Bobby opened the basket, and took out three pieces of cold chicken, which
they all devoured with a can of coke.

They washed their hands in the lake, and then lay down on the blanket.
"Let's get a little bit o' sun," Red suggested.  He and Bobby lay down side
by side on their backs.  Robbie lay down on his back also, next to Bobby.
In a few minutes all three were sound asleep.

In their sleep, Red and Bobby turned toward each other.  Their cocks ground
together, and stiffened.  Not even realizing what they were doing, they
began to dry hump each other.  In moments, they gave off little squealing
sounds and they both came.  Robbie was watching them both intently.

His two fathers kissed each other and got up to go clean themselves in the
lake.  When they stood, they realized that Robbie was awake and had been
watching them.  They were frozen in their tracks, speechless and ashamed.

Robbie realized that this was his opportunity to ask them all about what he
witnessed almost nightly.  He wasn't going to let the opportunity slip by
him.

He put on his most angelic face, and touching the semen coating Red's pubic
hair, he asked.  "Is this the stuff that the baby seeds are in?"

To be continued...