Date: Wed, 5 Mar 2003 19:39:58 -0800 (PST)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fathers & Sons

This story describes sex between young boys and an adult. If you have
difficulty with that theme, or it's illegal for you to read this sort of
material for any reason then perhaps the Sunday Times or a Superman comic
would suit you better. There is not one shred of truth to this story as far
as I know. I don't necessarily condone the scenario depicted here and only
wrote the story at the request of a loyal fan.  Let me know if you would
like it continued.



It was a Saturday morning and I had just woken up, still laying under the
sheets, deciding on whether to get up or stay abed.  The decision was
removed from my hands when my seven year old son Jonathan, Jon for short,
came bounding into the room and climbed on my bed. My heart pounded as it
usually does when I first see him, my son, my pride and joy, the love of my
life. Platinum blonde hair cut in a semi bowl type style, startling blue
eyes framed by long dark lashes with baby smooth alabaster skin, he was a
beautiful boy. Not just because he was my son but by any standards. Some of
it he got from me, much of it came from his mother, my beautiful wife. Or
should I say, was my beautiful wife. She had disappeared about six months
before with another guy, leaving Jon and me without a word.

"Can I get in bed with you daddy," he asked in his melodic child's
voice. Of course he didn't wait for an answer but climbed under the sheets
and snuggled up with me, his warm, and naked but for his briefs young body,
warming up to mine. He lay beside and on me, that is, an arm across my
chest and a leg thrown over me, the knee laying across my morning hard
cock. He lay there a moment, his leg moving very slightly applying pressure
on my cock doing nothing to make it soften. After a moment he said quietly,

"Gosh daddy your penis feels so hard."  We used anatomically correct words
in my home. I was a little startled at that statement.

"Yes Jon it is. Mine gets hard sometimes just like your penis does,
especially in the morning."  More quiet, then,

"It feels really big too daddy, will my penis get bigger?"  More surprise
on my part.

"Sure it will son. When you start to be a teenager it will start to change
and as you grow up so will your penis."  More quiet, then

"Terry says his dad's penis is way big when it's hard like that." Terry was
Jon's best friend, another cute little boy who was more impish than my son.

My ears perked up and I wondered aloud how Terry would know that.

"Well, I'm not spose to tell but Terry's dad lets him look at his penis
when it's hard and even lets Terry touch it, and sometimes his dad touch's
Terry's penis too."  All said in innocence but my heart was pounding.  I
was a boy lover, had been forever it seemed like but I had never acted on
it, didn't scour the net for pictures of boys, although I had seen my
share. I had seen my own son naked tons of times and his was a compact and
beautiful body, his circumcised little cock about two inches long with a
tight crinkled ball sac underneath. I had never lusted after Jon, never
considered him sexually. Until now.

"Your penis seems to be moving dad," he said. "Can I see your hard penis
daddy," he asked unashamedly. Jon had seen me soft before, that wasn't
totally unusual but never had he seen it hard. Now he wanted to, and I
wanted him to see it as well.

"If you like but you have to promise not to tell Terry or anyone else, okay
tiger?" I asked.  He said yes as he was moving away from me, then pulled
the sheets down, exposing all seven inches of circumcised adult male rock
hard cock.

"Gosh," he said with awe, "Yours is so huge daddy I never even saw a penis
that big at the swimming pool. Can I touch it daddy, please."  I gave that
some thought, about two seconds worth then said,

"Yes son, you can touch it if you like."  Jon grasped my throbbing hard
dick in his little hand and squeezed it gently, feeling it's stiffness.

"Wow It's really hard isn't it," as he squeezed up and down it's length.

"Your testicles are big and fat too daddy and they hang down so low," and
his other hand moved to cup and fondle my balls as if judging their
weight. Fuck oh Jesus I was in seventh heaven. It was like a dream come
true. Not the 'my son' part but the boy in general part and one that was,
if I dare say so, drop dead cute.  My boy continued his investigation but
let go of my balls and squeezed his crotch through his underwear.

"Is your penis hard Jon," I asked him and he nodded yes it was.  "Well, why
don't you take your underwear off then, you'll be much more comfortable. He
seemed to be relieved at that and let go of my cock and rolled to his back,
lifted his slender little butt and tugged his briefs down, then the front
followed, allowing his hard little cocklet to spring forth while he shoved
his underwear all the way off before rolling back to his side and resuming
his playing with my cock.

"You sure have lotsa hair down here dad. When will I get hairs on my
penis?"

"Well like I said son, about the time you become a teenager your body will
start the big changes. Your penis and your balls will grow a little more
before that happens but all of a sudden it will happen and you'll really
grow bigger and you'll start getting hairs."  He seemed to consider that
while he continued playing with me, causing feelings in my body that I
never ever felt before.

"Can I look at your penis and touch it Jon," I asked tentatively and he
smiled big saying of course I could, I was his dad after all.  He moved up
and lay back down beside me and I rolled onto my side and moved close to
his crotch. I leaned in close and looked him over before taking the small
cock in my thumb and forefinger and squeezing it like he had done mine. God
he was so beautiful and I told him so.

"Your penis is wonderful Jon, so perfect and getting big for a boy your
age." He smiled at the praise and wiggled his hips and sighed heavily as I
touched and fondled, moving from his cocklet to his tight little bag of boy
balls and back to his rampant little organ. I wanted to suck his cock in
the worst way, to take the whole thing into my mouth and suckle it like a
lollipop but I was afraid of what he might react to even a suggestion of
it.

"Does Terry do other things with his dad Jon, besides touching each other's
penises?"

"You mean like sucking or licking on em, yeah he said that they do that
sometime except that Terry can't suck on his dad's big penis very good but
his dad sucks on Terry's. Terry said it's a way awesome feeling."

"Would you like me to do that to you Jon," I asked softly.

"Yes," he said quietly while nodding his blonde head.  My heart was
hammering inside my chest as I lowered my head to his boycock and, holding
it more upright, put the head of it into my mouth and sucked. Jon moaned
loudly and when I moved down his shaft, taking the entire thing into my
warm mouth he moaned even louder.

"Oh gosh dad that feels so good on my penis," he moaned out at me in his
little voice. I continued to suck on my sons cock, taking in the sweet odor
of his boy body, feeling the softness of the skin on his pubic bone when my
lips touched it, the firmness of his hard cock. I fondled his little balls,
gently squeezing them, tickling underneath them. Jon continued moaning and
wiggling as new pleasures ripped through his seven year old body, taking
him places he had probably never even dreamed about, at least until Terry
told him about them.

I finally took my mouth away and lay back beside him, asking him how that
felt.

"It was great daddy," he said with a big grin.  "Can I try that on you dad,
can I try to suck on your big penis?"

I told him he could but to make sure that he covered his teeth with his
lips and showed him what that looked like. Jon moved down to my waist and
grasped onto my thick man meat and lowered his head to my little one then
stopped.

"There's pee on the end of it dad."

"No Jon that's not pee that's semen, that's what makes babies. You can wipe
it off or even taste it, it won't hurt you and probably tastes a little
salty."

"Oh, Terry told me about that too, that his dad makes that white stuff, is
that what this is," He asked as he tongued the head of my cock.  I was
wondering what else Terry's dad was doing with his son as I told Jon that
is exactly what that stuff was.

"It is kinda salty dad. It's not too bad though," and he took the whole
head into his warm little mouth. He sucked as best he could, or how he
thought he should, trying to take some of the shaft but not succeeding very
well. After all, mine was large and his mouth was so small. He could learn
though and meanwhile the feelings were totally intense.  I hadn't had sex
in months, other than my own hand, and here I was, living a fantasy and
with my own darling cute boy, my son. It was going to be a quick show.

"Jon you should stop now cause daddy's going to make that white stuff."  He
took his head away and I told him how to stroke my cock and he took to it
like a duck to water. I felt my body tingle, my cock thicken in his little
hand and moaned loudly, thrusting my hips slightly as jet after jet of
thick white cum blasted like a rocket out of my cock, hitting my nipples
and chest. Jon was so awestruck that he quit jacking on my cock and I
rapidly took over, squeezing the spewing flesh pole and jerking it fiercely
trying to continue the feelings of the most fantastic orgasm I'd had in a
long long time. Meanwhile, Jon was commenting on how much, how far, how
cool, how thick, and just about any other 'how' you can imagine a seven
year old boy wondering as he watched an adult sperming for the first time.

"Will I be able to do that sometime daddy," Jon asked with excitement in
his voice. "Can you do it again for me please?"

I felt my body relax in the afterglow and chuckled then told him that I
could but that it would take a little bit for my body to be able to do
that, that my body needed to rest a little bit.

"How long does it need to rest before you can do it again daddy?"  Jon
seemed to be totally impressed by the whole act so I figured that maybe
making him have a dry orgasm would take the heat off me for a little bit.

"Well that depends on a lot of things son, but for now how about if we take
a shower and clean this mess up?"  There was a great deal of cum on my
front and besides, I needed a morning shower anyway. I got up off the bed
and stretched my arms out. Jon stood up and I picked him up, holding him
under his naked little butt, his legs wrapped around my waist, and we
headed to my bathroom. He laid against me, pressing his tender little body
into the goo on my front, seeming not to care about it.

Once in the bathroom I put him down and we both peed, Jon watching my cock
closely, especially since his face was already about level with it. We
finished and I ran the water then we climbed in, Jon toward the back and me
at the front. I snagged the bar of soap then got on my knees and soaped his
little body down. It had been a long time since I'd washed my son and I
rather enjoyed it. He spread his legs when I soaped up his little cock and
tight little balls.

"Gosh that feels so good when you touch me there dad, I really like it a
lot." That was fairly apparent since the little cock in question grew stiff
in an instant under my gentle ministrations. I continued playing with his
front while my soapy hand washed his back, then his little boy's butt and
since his legs were spread open for me, I slipped my fingers up in the
cleft and cleaned his butt hole for him. Jon moaned, his eyes closed, as I
kept up the double action on the sensitive spots.  I finished the job,
rinsed him off real good then cleaned myself while he watched, his hard
little cocklet standing out proudly from his small body and mine thick and
hard as well.  We got out, and I helped him dry off.

"Are you hungry son, or do you want to play some more?"  His beautiful
little face split into a grin.

"I want to play some more dad, if that's okay with you.

I led him by the hand back to my room and we lay down on the bed. I looked
him over again, amazed at his beauty and gentleness. I leaned down and
kissed him, which he responded back in kind. After all, we kissed
frequently, just not in passion. I let my hand trail to his tiny nipples,
alternating back and forth between them, bringing them up to into hard
little nubs. Jon giggled a little but his breathing became a little more
rapid. I continued to gazed into his soft blue eyes as my fingers moved
slowly downward and he giggled again as I slipped across his belly, still
soft with baby fat. The head of his hard little cock eventually touched the
back of my hand and I continued down onto his pubic bone, wishing and
hoping I'd still be playing with him as he entered into his teens.

I let my fingers play down along the smooth skin of his inner thigh, his
crinkly ball sac brushing against the back of my hand. Jon spread his legs
wide open in reflex, allowing me to touch and feel to my heart's content. I
couldn't stand it any longer, I wanted my son's cock in my mouth once more
and leaned down toward it.  Pulling on his balls slightly raised his cock
up and I licked at the perfectly shaped head, licking the slit and
underside at the glans.

"Ooohhh daddy that feels so good don't stop doing that," he moaned. I moved
down along the underside of his blue veined little sex pole to his balls
where I licked and slurped, moving the little bag around with my tongue.  I
moved between Jon's out stretched legs, pushed them back slightly, and
proceeded to lick and suck all over them and into the crease of his inner
thigh, back to his boy bag and down along the seam of flesh toward his
little asshole. I wanted to taste him there too and tried to lick into his
cleft. It would be uncomfortable so I suggested he move.

"Jon, roll over onto your belly."  He did as I asked, his little boy's ass
staring at me, the little balls hanging down underneath. I licked up and
down his crack, the reached up and pulled his soft little cheeks apart,
revealing his tiny pink hole for the first time. I stuck my tongue in and
began licking at it and Jon went nuts.

"Oooohhhhh gosh oh gosh," he moaned, "that feels so good daddy."  He pushed
his little ass backwards, encouraging me to continue. My cock was almost
uncomfortable underneath me I was so fucking hard. My heart beat rapidly as
I licked at my little boy's asshole, tasting his core, trying to shove my
tongue up inside his squirming body, my own breathing matching my son's in
intensity. Fuck I wanted to cum so bad but more, I wanted to make Jon cum,
I wanted him to experience the full body pleasure of a boy's orgasm, even
though there would be no liquid.

I stopped my action and told him to roll back over, which he did. As I
reached for the lube in the drawer of my nightstand, I gazed at his
beautiful young boy's face, the eyes half closed in lust.

"Now what are we gonna do daddy," he asked.  I told him I wanted to make
him cum, just like I had done but there would be only feeling, no white
stuff.

"Will I like it daddy?"  I told him he'd love it so much he'd want me to do
it to him again and again and it wouldn't hurt either.

"Okay dad, I trust you," he replied in his little voice.

I lubed up the middle finger of my hand then lay back down along side of
his, only this time in a sixty-nine position.

"You can play with my penis, or suck on it or whatever you want while I do
this Jon," I said to him. He was the perfect length for me, his face being
perfectly even with my crotch, my leaking hard cock and fat sperm filled
balls right in front of him.  I moved my hand between his legs, a clean
finger probing for his hole and when I found it, I put my lubed finger
against the skin. Jon seemed to know what was next as he spread his little
legs even further apart for me.  He had taken my cock in his hand and
pulled it out so that he could put the head into his small mouth, which he
began to do just as I slipped my mouth down over his cocklet, swallowing it
clear down to his balls. He moaned as I bobbed on his boycock, his mouth
making sucking motions on the swollen head of my cock.

I slipped the finger up into my son's tight little hole, just to the first
knuckle, let it rest a moment, then proceeded to push all the way inside of
him until the knuckle of my hand touched his skin. Jon moaned as I slipped
my finger back out then slowly back in, gently finger fucking his tight
virgin boy hole. I could feel his little prostate in there and after a half
dozen strokes I concentrated on it while I continued using throat action of
his cock head. Jon was in ecstasy, moaning loudly now, his mouth removed
from my fat cock, only his hand stroking on it, and that halfheartedly. I
rubbed across his prostate, his moaning became louder then slipped into an
almost scream as his body began thrashing about, his hips thrusting upward
to cram his little cock farther into my mouth as my little boy, my son,
experienced his first orgasm, his first little boy cum. My free hand went
to my cock and I jerked it about three times before I too was cumming.  I
took my mouth from his cock to allow my own moans to escape as I continued
to finger fuck him and jack off, feeling jet after powerful jet of my sperm
leave my jerking body. Fuck, this cum was more intense than the last
one. Jon finally quit moving and relaxed onto the bed and I gently slipped
my finger out of him. I looked down to see his chest and belly covered in
my thick white sperm. God there was a lot of liquid.

Jon rolled over, got on his knees then lay on top of me, kissing my lips,
this time in passion.

"Oh daddy that felt so good I can't believe how that felt in my butt and on
my penis and my whole body. You were right dad I want to do it again and
again and again." He said all this in a rush then kissed me again rubbing
my sperm onto my chest as well. He finally slowed down, laying his
beautiful little head on my chest.

"I love you daddy, thank you for showing me this stuff, it's so so cool." I
hugged my boy tightly to me.

" Love you too son, more than anything in the whole wide world." I said as
one hand held him and the other rubbed up and down his back, onto his slim
little butt and back up.  I wondered how far this would go, how far my son
wanted to explore his sexuality and both his body and mine.

"I think we need a shower again dad," he said, raising up on his hands
trailing white goo between our bodies.

"I think you're right about that son," and I rolled over, holding him to me
and stood up. Jon hugged to me once again, his legs wrapped around my hips
and his head on my shoulder as I carried him into the bathroom.

Chapter II

It was early afternoon and Jon asked if Terry could spend the night. Of
course I agreed immediately, hoping that I might catch them playing or even
play with the both of them. Just before Terry arrived Jon asked,

"What if Terry wants to, you know, mess around dad, what should I do?"  He
was so innocent, so beautiful.

"Well son, I guess that's up to you. If you want to play around with him I
don't have any objections. I think you're old enough to make that
decision."

He smiled his big bright smile and said, "Thanks daddy, I knew you say
something like that but I just wanted to make sure."

The evening was uneventful, the boys played outside, watched TV, ate dinner
and all the other stuff that families do.  About eight, Terry asked if they
were going to have a bath.

"I always have to take my bath on Saturday night Steve," he said.  My son's
friends all call me by my first name. The Mr. part has always thrown me
off.  I ran the bath water while the boys undressed, neither of them
stopping at underwear but stripping completely and waiting for the tub to
fill. Terry was about Jon's size, with brown hair and eyes, his was the
face of a little imp, which he was, although quite cute. Not as drop dead
cute as my son but right up there on the cute boy scale. His boy cock was
about the same size as Jon's, with a matching set of balls hugged up tight
underneath in a crinkled white bag. The tub filled, both boys jumped in and
began boy play, splashing about and playing with the bath toys Jon had
brought in.  I went into the living room, leaving the door open so I could
monitor, not from a sexual perspective but a parental one of safety. They
were still children after all.  Fifteen minutes later they were out, dried
and dressed in action figure pajama's and said they were going to play in
Jon's room.

I checked on them about a half hour later, cue to the extended period of
noiselessness and tiptoed down the hall to Jon's room. The was open a crack
as I had requested and I peeked slowly in. Jon's bed was in my direct
sight, offering me a clear view of Terry sucking on Jon's cock.  My son was
laying on his back, stark naked, and Terry was on the wall side of the bed,
his head clearly in Jon's lap and bobbing up and down. Terry was naked as
well and his hard little cock was in clear view as he worked on Jon's
cock. I had an instant hard on that strained against my shorts so I reached
in and pulled it out, gently stroking it while the boys changed position
and Jon began sucking on Terry. God it was so hot watching my beautiful boy
with another boy's hard cock in his mouth. I so wanted to join them.

"Jon," Terry whispered, "turn around so I can suck on your cock too" and
when Jon was turned around, his young friend help guide him into a sixty
nine, with Jon on top and straddling Terry's face. Terry buried his face
between Jon's smooth pale legs and both boys were soon heavily involved in
sucking and licking on each other's rampant little poles.  I couldn't stand
it, I needed to be in there. I needed to be naked and hard, laying with the
two boys, sucking, licking and just all around playing with their hard boy
cocks and having them play with mine. I stuffed my rigid sausage back into
my shorts and walked into the room as if I had just arrived.

"Oh," I said, trying to act surprised. "I'm sorry boys, I didn't mean to
interrupt anything, I was just going to suggest that you turn the lights
off and go to sleep."  By that time I was at the edge of the bed, the two
cute young things had separated, both laying on their backs, Jon still
fully exposed knowing he wouldn't get into trouble, Terry covering his
genitals with his hands, not knowing if he was in trouble or not.

"It's okay Terry, you're not in trouble, you're free to play around like
that if you want to."  He uncovered himself, revealing a nice little cock
that was on it's way to going soft while Jon was still rock hard and
actually playing with his.

"Gee dad," Jon said, "it looks your hard too."

Both Terry and I looked at my straining crotch at the same time and indeed,
it was clear that I was hard as a rock.  Terry commented on how big it
looked then said,

"Do you want to play with us Steve, I don't mind," and turning to Jon said,
"You don't mind do you Jon?"

"Yeah dad, take your clothes off so we can see your big hard thing."  Well,
with an invitation like that, how could I not. Both boys eye's were glued
to my crotch as I slipped my fingers into my waistband and pulled it out
and down, my seven inches of steel hard man cock jumping out to greet the
boys like a puppy dog.

"Oh man Steve," Terry said as I pushed them to the floor, "your cock is
bigger than my dad's.  Can I touch it please Steve?"  I pulled my shirt off
then said,

"Look boys, why don't we go play on my bed, it's a lot bigger." Neither of
them needed a second invitation and jumped up off the bed. I picked up my
clothes and followed them to my room, staring at the two delicious looking
boy butts swaying down the hall in front of me. Fuck I loved boys.

The both jumped onto my bed and lay on their back, Terry's cock now
hardened up again and jutting proudly out from his slender little body. I
no sooner laid on the bed before he grabbed onto my pole, squeezing it and
stroking it.

"God it's so hard and thick Steve, and your balls are huge too" he said
with awe in his voice.  Jon ran around to the other side and climbed on and
began feeling and touching me, right along with his cute young friend. Oh
fuck what a feeling, being naked and having two cute little boys feeling
you up, their little hands full of motion, their hard little cocks
throbbing from the intense feelings roaring through their young bodies.

"That sure is a lot of sperm stuff Steve," Terry said.  And with that he
leaned down and licked the precum off my cock, and once clean he took the
whole head into his mouth and began sucking it, quite expertly I thought.
Without thinking, Terry turned his body around so that I had access to his
hard little boycock, about two and a half inches of rigid flesh. I leaned
in and licked at his crinkled little sac, sucking the marble sized balls
into my mouth one at a time. He moaned slightly, stopped sucking on my cock
long enough to ask Jon if he wanted to suck it too and was greeted with an
eager shake of Jon's platinum blonde head.

Terry held my cock upright and my son took the head into his mouth while
Terry coached him in the process.

"Keep your lips over your teeth Jon so you don't bite or scrape. Don't try
to take too much in or you'll choke.  Lick on the head while you suck on
his cock Jon, that'll make him squirt out for sure. Jon followed the
directions, doing as he was told while I continued to suckle Terry's cock
and balls. His breathing was coming faster.

"Will you make me cum Steve, he asked.  "I haven't cum for three days I
think and my body needs to do it."  I asked him what he wanted me to do and
he asked if I could lick on his butt hole and jack him off.  I was pretty
amazed that a seven year old knew all the terms but figured if his dad was
teaching him, then it shouldn't be a surprise. Terry readjusted his body
slightly, throwing a leg over my chest and causing his butt to be almost in
my face. I reached up and peeled open the little treasure and just buried
my face in there, licking and slurping at his tight little pink hole while
I stroked on his blue veined cocklet. His head was laying in my lap and he
moaned while I worked him over. Jon came back around to watch what I did,
then went back to playing with my balls, licking on my cock and just all
around experimenting.

"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum Steve," the little boy said and in seconds his
moaning reached a high pitch and he wiggled and squirmed and shook like a
dog shaking off water. I kept licking his asshole, I kept stroking on his
cock through the whole process, which seemed to last a good fifteen seconds
or more. I swear little boys' dry orgasms last longer than men's.

When his body finally came to a stop he rolled off of me then turned and
gave me a good long kiss, his young tongue forcing it's way into my mouth
and doing battle with my tongue, which had responded on it's own.

"That was awesome Steve, want me to make you cum now," he asked. I told him
to go ahead so he got down to my cock telling Jon to help him. He told Jon
to lick on my balls and maybe tickle on my asshole while he sucked my big
cock and jacked me off.  Terry went to work and so did my son, both doing
their respective jobs. I spread my legs further open to allow Jon between
my legs and as soon as he got there he got down to business. I thought he
might balk at the asshole part but he didn't, holding part of an ass cheek
out of the way while he gently tickled the target and proceeded to give my
fat hanging balls a bath with his tongue. I had an idea and told him to
stop and come up to my head, and when he did I had him straddle my chest,
bringing his hard cock to my face. I told him to lean forward and put his
cock in my mouth and he got the idea. I held onto Jon's little boys ass
while I suckled his prick, Terry working like a slave on my cock. Damn the
kid sure knew how to suck cock, even if he couldn't take a lot of it.

I suckled on my son's cock and fondled his little balls, getting him into
the action of fucking my mouth and it wasn't long before he was ready.
Since it was only his second cum he wasn't prepared but almost all of a
sudden began squirming and shaking and moaning out loud.  That whole scene
took me over the edge. I let go of Jon's cock long enough to tell Terry I
was going to cum and went back to sucking my son. God I loved the feel of
his cock in my mouth and I'm sure that helped produce an orgasm that would
have blasted to my head if the flow hadn't been blocked, by Terry's mouth!
The boy didn't leave my cock head but kept sucking it as I came, blasting
my sperm down his throat like a power washer. He stroked as he suckled,
helping to make the orgasm last longer and I bucked my hips up in
conjunction with his motions and Pulled Jon's cock even more into my mouth,
if that was at all possible.  Jon finally stopped all movement and giggled
at me to let of his penis cause it tickled so much. When I disengaged, he
rolled off of me and onto the bed.

"That was way cool dad, how about you, did Terry suck on you good and make
you squirt out the white stuff?"  Terry, who had let go and joined us told
Jon that I squirted a lot.

"And I swallowed every drop too Steve," he said proudly.

"That you did Terry and that surprises me, that a young boy like yourself
can swallow that much stuff."  He smiled and said that he got lots of
practice and I didn't want to put him on the spot by asking so just nodded
my head.

Before the night was over, the three of us had many more encounters, which
included me sticking my fingers up both boy's butts and making them
cum. Jon sucked me off and I came in his mouth which was difficult for him,
causing sperm to run down his cheek and drip off of his chin.  Both boys
licked and sucked on my asshole, after a shower of course and needless to
say I reciprocated.  While we were laying on the bed after about the third
sperming, Terry told me about being sexy with his dad and learning all that
stuff from him. He said that he also was sexy with his older brothers and
that they even put their cocks inside his asshole. Jon was very interested
in that part wondering how it felt and all that curious boy stuff.  Terry
said that if I didn't mind too much, he'd tell his dad that we were all
sexy together, since his dad would ask anyhow and Terry didn't want to lie,
and perhaps they could all get together sometime, that is, both adults and
all the boys.  I thought about it a moment and said that if his dad asked
he should be honest with him but please don't just bring it up.  Terry
promised that he wouldn't.

"Would you want to be sexy with Terry's dad and brother's and stuff daddy,"
Jon asked. "What if I'm at their house and they was to be sexy with me,
what should I do?"  I told him that would have to be his decision but that
if he didn't want to then it was okay to be very firm about it.  He nodded
his beautiful little head in understanding and we all curled up together
and fell asleep.