Date: Tue, 9 Aug 2011 16:01:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: B Stories <bstories2011@yahoo.com>
Subject: "I'll prove it to you, dad"

"I'll prove it to you, Dad"
by bstories2011

WARNING!

This story contains explicit sex between an adult and underaged boys. Do
not read it if it is illegal for your to do so, or if this material offends
you. This story is entirely fictional. The characters in it are not
real. The acts depicted in this story not condoned by the author. Do not
use this story as a guide for how to behave in real life. That would be a
terrible idea. Instead, follow the law and use your own judgement and sense
of morality. This is a fantasy. Enjoy!

All rights reserved.

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This is my first story, but I currently have dozens of outlines and drafts
for other stories I'm working on. Feedback, suggestions and constructive
criticism are all welcome and will encourage me to keep writing and post
more stories. Flames will be ignored.

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Characters:

Narrator, late-30s, divorced father
Eric, 16, his son
Jamie, 9, a boy

The story:

I stared at the computer screen in disbelief.

I'd been looking for a misplaced file when I noticed an oddly-titled video
hidden in some random folder. I clicked on it and what appeared was a video
of a young boy I didn't immediately recognize. He was sitting on a bed and
smiling at the camera. Then I heard a voice I recognized as that of my
16-year-old son Eric and realized he was probably the one holding the
camera. In fact, this was shot in his room. He was now showing the boy to
"show it to him." Without hesitation, the boy pulled down his shorts and
underwear to reveal his penis.

By now, my heart was racing. The camera zoomed in on the boy's crotch and I
saw him get hard as he played with his little cock. It didn't look much
bigger than my pinkie finger, but soon it appeared to be rock hard.

I had a sick feeling in my stomach. I was shocked and nervous. My instinct
was to stop the video immediately. I felt guilty just looking at it, but at
the same time morbid curiosity urged me to keep watching.

The camera was moving now, as Eric approached the bed. He instructed the
boy to lie down on his back and the boy complied. I saw Eric's hand pull
the boy's shorts completely off and then take his little cock and start
playing with it. He pulled the foreskin back slowly, then moved back and
forth a few times. The the camera moved back again. Eric apparently set it
down somewhere so that the boy could still be seen lying on the bed. Then
my teenage son entered the frame. He got down on the bed and positioned
himself between the boy's legs, then took his cock in his mouth.

I gasped and placed my palm over my mouth, my eyes wide open, and starred
as my son's head went up and down on the boy's little dick. This went on
for about 20 seconds, then Eric got up, reached for the camera, and stopped
the recording.

It was only once the video had ended that I realized my own cock was rock
hard.

*

"Eric, we have to talk."

"Okay. What's up, Dad?"

"Well, this is pretty serious, son. I found your video, Eric."

"Which video?"

"The one you left on the computer. The one in which you, uh... molested
that boy."

"Whoa, Dad, I did not molest..."

"I saw it, Eric! I saw the video. Are you going to pretend it didn't
happen?"

"No, but, Dad, it's not what you think."

"How could it be anything else, Eric?"

"Look, Dad, I know you're upset, okay? But you have to believe me. I did
not molest Jamie. He and I have been fooling around for a while now, but I
never forced him to do anything."

"'Fooling around'? How old is that boy?"

"He's nine."

"You don't 'fool around' with nine-year-old boys, Eric. What you did to
him, that's wrong. Don't you understand that?"

"No, Dad, you're the one who doesn't understand. He likes it. He's enjoying
it. He keeps coming back for more. You think I would rape a kid, or anyone
for that matter? I'm not some kind of monster, okay? Everything that
happened between Jamie and I was consensual."

"Eric, there's no such thing as consensual sex with a boy that young. He's
not old enough to process this."

"Well, I'm telling you he is. And I should know better than you. I'm the
one who's been having sex with him, aren't I?"

"Oh, God."

"Come on, Dad. You don't believe me? I'll prove it to you."

"How are you going to prove it?"

"I'll go pick up Jamie and bring him here and you can see for yourself how
much he enjoys it."

"What are you saying?! You think I'm going to stand here and watch you
molest that boy in front of me to prove a point?"

"Why not?"

"I'm not going to be a part of this, Eric. This has to stop!"

"So, what, you wanna call the cops and have them put me in jail?"

"Of course not..."

"Traumatize that boy for life by teaching him that what happened was wrong
and forcing him to go through therapy that he doesn't need? You think
that's going to do any good?"

"I don't know."

"Will you at least agree to meet him and talk to him before you do anything
crazy?"

"All right. We'll talk."

* Eric went to pick up the boy and I waited at home for them to arrive,
anxiously pacing back and forth. I still couldn't quite understand what was
happening and had no idea what I would say to the boy. Eric said the boy
lived a couple of blocks away with his single mother. She knew Eric often
spent time with her son and saw it as a positive thing. Of course, she
didn't know Eric was doing anything sexual with the boy. The thought of
what she would do if she ever found out terrified me. The last thing I
wanted was for my son to go to jail.

Finally, they showed up. I hadn't recognized the boy in the video, but now
that he was here in front of me, I seemed to remember seeing him biking
around the neighbourhood. He said hello and sat down on the couch. Eric sat
next to him, which made me nervous. Images from the video kept flashing
back to me. I looked at the two of them sitting there in front of me and
had a hard time connecting that reality with the unbelievable images I'd
seen on the computer, which seemed like a dream or a nightmare. I couldn't
decide which. Eric spoke first.

"Jamie, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but we have to talk about
something very serious. My dad found the video we made together and he's a
little concerned."

That was the understatement of the century, I thought. Jamie looked at me
with a worried look on his face.

"Am I in trouble?" he asked.

"No, of course not," I said. "You didn't do anything wrong. I just want to
make sure that..." I was at a lost for words. Eric took over again.

"Dad thinks that maybe I forced you to do those things, or that you didn't
enjoy them. He just wants to make sure that you're not getting hurt."

Jamie looked confused.

"Why would you hurt me? I don't understand."

"Jamie," I said. "Boys your age don't usually do these types of things,
especially not with older boys. I think you're too young to be doing these
things."

"Why? We're just playing. And it feels really good." He turned toward
Eric. "Does that mean we can't do it anymore?"

"I don't know, Jamie. It's up to you. Do you really want to?"

"Yeah, of course. I'm the one who always asks to play whenever we hang
out. I wish we could do it every day!"

"I know," Eric replied. "I liked it, too. But we have to convince my dad."

"Please, sir," Jamie said to me now. "We won't tell anyone, ever. I
promise."

"What do you say, Dad?"

"I don't know, Eric. This is too much. I can't even think straight
anymore."

"Maybe if we showed you how we do it," Eric continue. "Would that convince
you?"

"What, you mean like now? You want to do it in front of me?!"

"Sure, why not? I mean, if Jamie doesn't mind. Besides, you've already seen
us on the video. I just think if you see it live, you'll realize that
nobody is getting hurt. What do you say, Jamie? Are you okay with that?"

"I don't mind." They both grinned as they looked at me, waiting for my
answer.

"I can't believe this," I said. "I can't believe I'm even considering
letting you do this."

"Come on, Dad. You know you want to." Then Eric actually winked at me. He
looked down at my crotch and I realized that I was sporting a huge
erection, which was clearly tenting my pants. I must have turned beet red,
but I was too stunned to say or do anything.

Then I watched as my son started to undress the young boy. He took his
shirt off and kissed him on the chest and Jamie giggled. The Eric unzipped
his pants and the boy lifted his butt off the couch to let him pull them
down. Eric pulled the underwear down at the same time and I saw that the
boy's little cock was already hard. Jamie looked me right in the eyes and
smiled as my son took his cock in his mouth and started sucking on it. I
was stunned, fascinated and incredibly turned on. My erection was straining
uncomfortably in my pants. I tried to readjust it, then started massaging
it slowly with my hand through the fabric of my pants as I watched my
teenage son blowing a prepubescent boy in front of me. Jamie was still
staring at me, though he now had a glazed look in his eyes, as though he
was looking through me. Then he closed his eyes and put his head back as
his breathing started to get laboured. These were the unmistakable signs of
sexual pleasure. Eric had been telling the truth. The boy was enjoying
it. In fact, he loved it!

Suddenly, his eyes opened again and I realized that Eric had stopped
blowing him and turned to look at me.

"Wanna have a taste, Dad?"

"I, uh, I don't know."

"As long as Jamie doesn't mind," Eric said.

"I don't mind," Jamie said, smiling. "As long as someone's sucking my dick,
I'm happy."

Eric and Jamie both laughed at this, but I was still too stunned to be
joking around.

"See, Dad? He wants it. And I know you do, too." Eric moved out of the way
to give me access to Jamie's little cock. I knelt in front of the boy,
fascinated by his mini-erection. I touched it with my hand, tentatively,
gently stroking it. I had never felt another man's erection, much less a
young boy's. Jamie started moving his hips, subtly pushing his trembling
little dick in my direction. I leaned in and tasted boy cock for the first
time. The taste and sensation of his small shaft in my mouth was unlike
what I had imagined. It was different from anything I had ever experienced,
impossible to describe, intoxicating. I sucked on it hungrily. It felt like
I wanted to swallow all of him. He cried out a little and I hear Eric say,
"Careful with your teeth." He must have made the same mistake the first
time he sucked him, I thought. I used my lips and my tongue to press
tightly against Jamie's little cock and moved my head up and down on it,
while moving my hands over his smooth skin on his chest and his hips. He
felt so small and delicate, his flesh so young and inexperienced and filled
with lust, desperate for the pleasure that only I could provide now. I
heard him moan and take a deep breath and then he tense underneath me and I
felt his cock start pulsing inside my mouth. He cried out a little again,
but this time I knew it was out of pleasure and not pain. I had brought the
boy to orgasm.

His cock must have been really sensitive then, because he gently pushed my
head away. I reluctantly let go of his cock and looked at him. He smiled at
me with a look of pure contentment, catching his breath. I realized that I
was out of breath, too, although my cock was still straining for release.

"Oh, my God," I said. "That was incredible." I sat down on the couch next
to Jamie, who was still completely naked. Eric was sitting on the other
side of the young boy. At this point, I hadn't really given any thought to
what would happen next, but I figured that was as far as it would go. After
all, Eric had proved his point.

I looked over at my son and saw that he was unzipping his pants and taking
out his cock. For some reason, even after everything that had just
happened, this shocked me! All my attention had been focused on Jamie, so
it didn't seem like there was anything incestuous about what we were
doing. Seeing my son's exposed erection made me slightly uncomfortable. I'd
never seen his hard cock before. At 16, it wasn't fully developed yet, but
at just slightly under six inches it was well on its way to its adult
size. He had a good patch of pubic hair around it as well.

As soon as Jamie noticed Eric's cock was out, he reached for it and started
pumping it. I wasn't sure what to do, so I just stared. After a moment,
Eric say to Jamie, "You should do both of us." Jamie turned to look at me,
silently asking for my approval. I nodded slowly and watched as he
unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and started fishing for my throbbing
hard cock. I gasped when his hands found it. I couldn't remember ever being
this excited and felt like I was already edging, ready to cum at any
moment.

"Wow, it's big," Jamie said, impressed by the size of my cock. I'm pretty
sure I'm actually just average sized, but until this moment Eric's teen
cock was the biggest dick Jamie had ever seen, let alone played
with. Sitting between us, Jamie started masturbating us both, with one had
on each shaft. I was on the left side. Jamie being right-handed, his left
stroke was a bit more awkward, which was a good thing because I would have
probably cum within a few seconds if he'd been pumping my cock as expertly
as he was now pumping Eric's. Eric was now breathing heavily, so I could
tell that he was also getting close.

Eric stopped Jamie from taking him over the edge, then he leaned over and
whispered something in his ear. Jamie smiled and nodded. He let go of my
cock, while Eric got off the couch and undressed completely. I took the
opportunity to pull down my pants and underwear to give better access to
Jamie, who was positioning himself with his face close to my crotch and his
ass up in the air on the other end of the couch. He leaned in closer and
started licking the precum off the tip of my cock. I shuddered as his
tongue set off a wave of pleasure that travelled from my cock through my
entire body. He placed his two hands around the base of my cock and moved
his tongue all over the shaft, covering it with saliva. Then, he put his
mouth over it and took in as much of my cock as he could fit in.

"Oh, God, Jamie," I said. "That feels so good."

Meanwhile, Eric was climbing back on the couch behind Jamie. I don't know
where he got it, but he had a tube of KY in his hand and was applying
generous amounts of it on Jamie's ass, using his middle finger to lube up
the inside of the boy's tight hole. I heard Jamie moan, even though his
mouth was stuff with my cock. Eric put more lube on his own cock, then
started pushing slowly into Jamie's asshole. Jamie took his mouth off my
cock then and inhaled sharply. He was wincing, but after Eric got the head
of his cock passed his tight ring, his expression changed from one of pain
to one of pleasure. His eyes were closed and actually pushed back against
Eric's cock to help him slide more of it in. Considering how small he was,
I was surprised at how easily Eric penetrated him. This was obviously not
the first time they had done this.

Once most of Eric's cock was buried inside Jamie's ass, he started moving
in and out of it, gently at first, but gradually picking up speed,
thrusting harder and harder into him. With each thrust, Jamie let out a
loud moan. I was completely mesmerized by the spectacle and had almost
forgotten my own cock until Jamie went back to sucking on it hungrily while
my teenage son fucked him. In between grunts and moans, Eric said things
like: "Oh, you're so fucking hot. Yeah, that's it. Suck my dad's cock while
I pound your sexy little ass. Yeah, you liked getting fucked, don't you,
boy?" I had never heard my son talk like that. Normally he didn't even
swear in front of me, and here he was talking dirty while fucking the
nine-year-old boy who was sucking on my cock!

This was the hottest thing I had ever experienced in my life and it didn't
take long before my cock exploded in little Jamie's mouth. And what an
explosion it was! I hadn't shot this much since I was 17. My cum kept
gushing out in spam after spasm until I started worrying that Jamie would
choke on it. He never took his mouth off my cock and just tried to swallow
as much of it as he could, letting the rest spill out. Eric could tell I
was coming from my grunting and moaning, and he started pumping his cock in
and out of Jamie's ass even faster and harder than before. Just as my own
orgasm was subsiding, Eric pulled out of Jamie and started shooting jets of
cum all over his back. Some of it even landed on me. Then he collapsed on
top of Jamie and we all stayed like that for a moment, panting and sweaty
and messy with sprayed cum all over us.

When Eric and I had recovered from our orgasm, we found that Jamie's little
cock was rock hard again and aching for release, so we took turns sucking
on it until finally he had another dry orgasm, this time in Eric's
mouth. By that time, Eric and I were both hard again and we could have kept
this cycle going all day, Eric had to bring Jamie back home. So the two of
them took a quick shower together then left together.

Alone with my thoughts and my still raging erection, I tried to process
what had just happened and to figure out how different life would be from
now on. Eric had been right. He'd definitely proved to me that Jamie was
into sex, that he craved it and enjoyed it as much if not more than we
did. And now that I'd had experienced sex with the boy, I knew that I would
want more. I wondered if I would have another chance to play with Jamie,
and maybe experience what it was like to have that tight little ass of his
around my cock. I also wondered how many other boys out there might be open
to this sort of thing. And last but not least, I wondered how this would
affect my relationship to my son. We had definitely crossed a line into
some new and unchartered territory here and I knew we couldn't just go back
to our normal lives and pretend nothing had happened.

Whatever the future did hold, though, I was looking forward to it.