Date: Wed, 23 Jul 2003 07:32:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: chip ster <chipster071053@yahoo.com>
Subject: In The Dog House - 03

In The Dog House - 03
By Chipster071053@yahoo.com


There are some extremely witty disclaimers on line reminding you about all
of the legalities of reading stories like this. I urge you to pay attention
to them and apply those lessons learned from reading them to this story as
well. Neither of us wants to get each other or ourselves in trouble because
of what you're about to read. Please keep that in mind as you continue this
story at your own risk.



	The next day was Friday. I spent that whole day thinking about what
had happened the previous day, and couldn't help but wonder if anything
would happen over the weekend. When I got home that afternoon, I saw three
bicycles propped up beside the door to the storage building. I recognized
Terry and Jeff's bikes, but didn't know who owned the third. If there were
three of them in the Dog House, I was going to be pissed, especially if
they were in there having sex.

	The three of us was something I was still trying to adjust to in my
mind, but the thought of them bringing someone else into our circle, at
least this early in the relationship, was more than I thought I could
handle.

	Sure enough, when I went into the building, I could hear sounds
that were obviously sex. I reached for the doorknob and opened the door to
the room.

	"Guys, I didn't expect you to make this your personal playhouse..."

	That's all I got out of my mouth as what I was seeing suddenly
registered in my brain. Terry was bent over the side of the bed, both feet
on the floor and his ass sticking out over the edge of the bed. Standing
behind him, stark naked with his cock buried inside my son's ass, was
Jeff's Uncle Bob. Jeff was standing on the bed over Terry, his cock in
Bob's mouth.

	Bob's abs are washboards and you could see the muscles on his arms
and thighs as he held Terry tight with one hand and pumped into the boy
while his other hand was behind Jeff's ass, holding him close to his face
as he sucked on Jeff's rod. Bob's in his late 20's, about 6' with blond
hair and blue eyes and his body is well tanned and he obviously worked
out. As he noticed my presence, he released Jeff's cock and turned his head
toward me.

	"I was wondering when you'd get here. Jeff told me all about
yesterday and I just had to try it for myself. Hope you don't mind," he
said with a grin.

	"Mind? Why should I mind? I've been seduced by two pieces of male
jailbait and now I've got you wanting to join the fun," I cried out,
throwing my arms into the air. "Why the hell not? Sure, I don't mind!"

	He knew I didn't mean it from the tone of my voice, but he pulled
away from Jeff, his cock still deep in my son's ass, and stuck out his hand
to me.

	"Glad you feel that way, Don. I always thought it would be fun to
share my boy with someone else, and from what Jeff told me last night, I'm
glad it's you," he said as he shook my hand.

	"Jeff, make him more comfortable, will you? It's time for some real
fun!"

	Jeff jumped off of the bed and planted a big kiss on my lips as he
started to unfasten my pants. I was still in shock and didn't put up any
resistance as my cock flopped out from my underwear as he pulled my clothes
down to my ankles and started to suck on my cock.

	"Pull your shirt off! Jeff says you have a very nice body and I
wouldn't mind taking a look at it," said Bob, bending his knees slightly so
he could thrust himself upward into Terry, who had yet to say a word since
I came into the room.

	I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, showing my chest off, it's
covering of light blond hair on my chest. Bob put his hand on my chest and
ran it over me while Jeff tried to pull my shoes off. I almost lost my
balance, so I started trying to kick them off myself, which wasn't easy
with Jeff's lips wrapped around my cock. Once I got them off, Jeff helped
me get my pants off and pushed them into the pile of clothes against the
wall.

	Bob was obviously in control of the whole situation.

	"Jeff, get back up here on the bed in front of me. Don, I want you
to get on the bed behind Jeff and give him a good fuck. I think the boys
said there was some lube over there somewhere. Why don't you grab it and
work some into Jeff before you spear him," said Bob as naturally as if he
did this every day.

	And we did what we were told. I climbed up onto the bed and stood
behind Jeff as the boy once again surrendered his cock to his Uncle's
mouth, then I poured some of the lube onto my hand and started working it
into the boy's butt crack. My cock was already hard and throbbing, still
wet from the boy's saliva bath.

	"OK,' said Bob, "go ahead and do it."

	And I pressed my cock into the boy's waiting ass, feeling the head
of my shaft pushing against the hole what was willingly opening to accept
my meat. I sank back into him, enjoying the same sensations I'd experienced
just yesterday, but this time with the added realization that another adult
male was there to watch, which I discovered was an even greater turn-on.

	"Feels good, doesn't he?" asked Bob. "I've loved this kid's ass for
years. He's a born fucker!"

	And he was so right! Jeff knew how to take cock and he was very
talented at it, making me experience feelings I'd never had before. He knew
how to coax me to speed up and how to slow me down when he knew I was
getting close to the brink.

	Jeff was bent over his Uncle's head, his hands on the man's back as
Bob continued to suck on Jeff's cock while I took pleasure from his young
buttocks. A loud moan from below me reminded me that my son Terry was face
down on the bed, my legs straddling his head. His moans became cries, then
he suddenly shouted out, "I'm gonna CUMMM!"

	None of us could see his cock shoot, his load covering the
bedspread, but we knew he was doing it. His hips humped harder into Bob's
crotch and I watched as Bob started pounding harder, sensing that he was
close to a climax as well.

	Jeff was the next to cry out. "Oh Gawd, Uncle Bob! Get ready for
it! I'm gonna give you some sperm now!" I felt his ass lunge forward and
his muscles tightened around my cock as I felt spasms wrack his body. Bob
was sucking like crazy, trying to swallow what the boy was giving him.

	The contraction around my penis were more than I could take, and I
moaned, "Take it, Jeff," as I unloaded into his bubble ass.

	Finally, Bob came, with a low, guttural roar. His hips slammed
forward into Terry's ass and then he tensed, throwing his head back, his
eyes closed and his long blond hair hanging down over his shoulders onto
his back as he was so obviously shooting his seed into my son.

	As we all stood there, recovering from our collective high, I had
this absurd thought that we looked like some kind of acrobatic act in some
weird circus. My son was the bottom, face down, with Bob behind him,
holding up Jeff who was standing on the bed over Terry's back, his chest
bent over Bob's head and his hands on Bob's back holding him steady, and I
was behind Jeff, straddling my son's head with milky-white liquid leaking
out of Jeff's ass and landing in Terry's hair. And all four of us were
breathing very hard.

	"Now that was really something," Bob finally said. "Anybody here
needs a shower, 'cause I know I do."

	"Yeah," was a muffled answer from under me. "I could use one."

	Bob looked at me and said, "Shame you don't have one out here,
isn't it? Maybe we could add one on later." There was a short pause as he
pulled his cock out of Terry, slowly and deliberately, then he added,
"Guess we'll have to go inside the house. You don't mind, do you Don?"

	How was I to mind? My cum was leaking all over my son's head,
Jeff's cum was dripping from Bob's chin and as Terry stood, I could see
streams of Bob's cum running down the boy's legs. It was obvious that we
all had to clean up.

	Bob helped Jeff down off the bed and I stood there a bit
wobbly-legged until both Jeff and Bob offered me hands to help me
down. Terry was standing there with a big grin on his face, obviously
having enjoyed the events of the afternoon so far.

	"Lead on," said Bob as he opened the door to the room. Jeff scooped
up all of the clothes and held them close to his chest and I walked out,
Terry behind me, followed by Jeff, then Bob. We walked across the lawn as I
gave a silent prayer of thanks for the privacy fences my wife had insisted
upon. Even though I knew she had them put up so she could fuck her young
studs on the patio, they were hiding my escapades from the neighbors now.

	I went directly into the main bathroom and started the shower. Bob
directed Jeff and Terry in and pulled the curtain closed.

	"There's not room in there for all of us, Don. Don't you have a
shower stall in the master bath?"

	"Yes, I do."

	"Well why don't we go back there and clean up. It'll give us a
chance to talk this over," said Bob. It suddenly seemed like a great idea.

	We left the boys, who were busy lathering and fondling, and went
back to my bedroom. Bob asked for a moment of privacy in the bathroom, and
when I heard the toilet flush and the sound of running water in the shower,
he stuck his head into the room and asked me to join him.

	The shower was deliberately made to hold two people comfortably. I
hadn't thought about how many other people my wife had had in there with
her, but as I stepped into the shower with Bob, I suddenly had thoughts of
my wife with one or two teenaged boys rubbing their wet, naked bodies
against hers in that very shower.

	Bob turned me to face him, his hands firmly on my hips, and he
looked me right in the eyes.

	"This is all about sex, Don. I like it, the kids like it, and it's
obvious that you like it, too," he said as his hand wrapped around my
once-again hard cock. "See, I knew it. You like the thought of a young boy
at the end of your cock. I'll bet you like the taste of a boy's cock, too,
don't you?" he asked, his eyes peering at me.

	"I don't know, Bob, I just don't know. It's all so new to me, and
so sudden, too. It feels right, but it feels so wrong, too," I answered.

	"I've been fucking Jeff since he was 11. He came into my bed one
night while he was staying at my house and started sucking me off. I was in
shock. He said he'd seen his mom do it to his dad. He wanted to see what it
was like and he asked if I'd suck him, too. By then I was on the verge of
cuming into his mouth, so I pulled away from him and took his little cock
in my mouth. He had a dry climax and shook so hard I had to hold him to
calm him down.

	"As I held him, I asked him what else he'd seen his parents
doing. The thought of my brother in law having sex with my sister Megan
suddenly got me excited, and I was anxious to find out what else Jeff had
seen.

	"He told me he'd seen his dad put his cock up his mother's butt. I
knew he meant her cunt, but he didn't know any better. Then he told me he
wanted me to put my cock up his butt so he could see what it felt like. I
told him he was awfully small to be taking my cock inside him, but he
insisted. I know I should have sent him away, but I couldn't help it.

	"I told him I'd have to get him really wet so I could slide in
easily then told him to get on all fours. I started rimming his little butt
out and he tasted so good. I probed his asshole with my tongue and felt the
end of it slipping slightly into the pucker. He shuddered again and I
stopped, but Jeff told me not to stop, that it felt really strange, and
really good at the same time. I must have lapped at him for almost an hour
before he asked if he was wet enough.

	"I told him what we were about to do was 'fuck' and that if he ever
told anyone we'd done it, we could both be in a lot of trouble and we'd
never be able to see each other again. He said he understood, and I got
behind him and put the tip of my cock on his pucker and pushed forward
slowly. My head popped in, then I sank in slowly. If it ever hurt him, he
never said. When I was all the way in as far as I could go, he started
wiggling his butt and said I should do what his dad did to his mom, and I
asked him what he meant. He said I should start pushing and pulling my cock
because that's what his dad did. So I did and the next thing I know, I'm
pounding into the kid as hard as I can, straining to release myself. He
said that's exactly what his dad did and asked if I was going to get stiff
soon. I stopped for a second and asked what he meant, and he said his dad
got really stiff when he stopped fucking his mom and he let out a groan,
then collapsed on top of her. He wanted to know if I was going to do that,
too.

	"I said I was close. I spent a second explaining that his dad had
cum inside his mom and he said he wanted me to do that in him. I couldn't
resist. I started fucking the boy with everything I had, and sure enough, I
went almost board-rigid just as I climaxed, shooting a huge load into his
ass."

	"When we finished, I held him close and explained the sex act
between a man and a woman to him, explaining that his father had been
inside his mother's cunt and that's where babies were made. He got upset
and asked if I had just made a baby inside of him, and I explained that men
couldn't do that to other men and that what we had done was different than
what his parents did. I asked him if he liked it, and he said yes, and that
he wanted to do it with me again and again," said Bob.

	"And we did. He started coming to stay with me almost every
weekend. His parents loved having a night alone together and he and I
became really special lovers."

	"That's incredible," I said, almost forgetting that Bob was
massaging my cock in his hand as he told me the story.

	"And that's not all. I've been taking him to the YMCA on Saturday
afternoons where I've run into several fathers who think the same way Jeff
and I do."

	"What do you mean?" I asked.

	"Fathers who have sex with their boys, just like Jeff and I do. If
you go there at the right time of the afternoon on Saturday, you'll find
fathers and sons having sex together in the sauna and the showers. Some of
the kids stand guard while the rest play around. Jeff and I have joined
them sometimes. He gets a kick out of calling me 'Dad' while we're there,"
said Bob.

	I didn't know what to say. I was stupefied. I didn't want to admit
to myself that other fathers had sex with their own children, even though
I'd heard stories about it.

	"Tell you what," said Bob. "Tomorrow's Saturday. Why don't you and
Terry go with us to the 'Y' and let's see if there's anything happening
there this week."

	I just nodded. I didn't know what to say. But Bob did.

	"Now just relax and let me get you off again before I go. You look
like you need it again," he said as he started pumping on my cock.

	I stood there as he jacked me off, the warm water running over my
back and my brain filling with wild sensations. Just as I was about to cum,
the shower door swung open and there stood Jeff and Terry, both with towels
wrapped around their waists. At that exact moment, I shot a big load out of
the shower and onto both of the boys.

	"Kewl," said Jeff as he ran his finger through the thin rope of cum
I'd deposited on his chest, and he put his fingertip to my son's
lips. "Taste it!" he told Terry.

	"Yummy," said my son, then he took a fingerful from the small blob
I had planted just below his left nipple and stuck it into Jeff's face.

	"Not bad," said Jeff. "I want to try some more of that sometime."

	"You'll get your chance tomorrow, Jeff. Don says they'll go to the
'Y' with us," said Bob.

	"That's really kewl," said Jeff.


That's all for this go-round. Let me know what you think. As for me, I'm
looking forward to all those fathers and sons together. Drop me a note and
tell me what YOU think. chipster071053@yahoo.com I try to answer all my
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great material for my stories, so please share with me!