Date: Thu, 9 Jul 2015 21:39:40 +0000 (UTC) From: Bjork Nut <bro.yobro@yahoo.com> Subject: Mid-Life Discovery pt 5 Disclaimer: Copyright (c) 2015. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced in whole or in part without written permission of the author. Author encourages safe and sane sexual behavior. Author cannot be held responsible for accidents or injuries or any other misfortunes that result from proper or improper application of the information contained in this story. This story is meant to be a masturbatory aid only. Any similarity between people and places in this story and any real people and places is purely coincidental. Despite the terms such as "boy" or "son", all characters in this fiction are just that, fictional, and as such, do not exist in any reality or corporeal form, but if it makes you feel better, then, yes, they are of legal age and enter into their activities consensually. If this type of material is illegal in your location please be smart and go somewhere else, same applies if you are under the legal requirement to access this type of fiction. Thanks to Nifty for providing the public with this archive. Please consider donating to allow this resource to continue. Feedback is welcome, flames will be ignored. If you'd care to see what inspires the stories and sex scenes join me at bjorknut.tumbler.com **************************************************************************** Author's note: Apologies on the delay in posting new chapters, life got in the way. Glad to report more chapters to follow soon! Check out my other stories on the Nifty archive if you'd like: Flipturn (athletics/high school section) Cult of the All Father (incest section) ************************************************************************ Mid-Life Discovery pt 5 Sunlight filtered into the room through the sheer curtains giving it a soft glow. I stretched lazily in the comforting warmth of the bed, next to me I could feel the hard muscle and downy fur of my beautiful boy. I turned my body to spoon my son from behind, moving my leg between his, as I snuggled up against his back, my penis resting on the crack of his ass. His scent drove me wild as I took in a deep breath. He smelled of sex, peaches, sandalwood and hints of nutmeg or cinnamon. I kissed the back of his neck, as my hand slid up and down the ridge of his body, before slipping along his iliac crest and dipping down to rest at his pubic bone. The forest of pubic hair that was his bush felt luxurious beneath my hand. My hand lazily rubbed against the area, my fingers tracing trails through his growth. My little boy was well on his way to becoming a man. Roderick stirred beneath me. He rolled onto his back and slowly opened his sleep-crusted eyes. Even in this state he was a vision, the room's light made him glow, softening his features giving him an easy grace and beauty. His green eyes focused, and he smiled up at me, we greeted each other with the most sensuous of morning kisses. Our tongues battled for supremacy as he sighed under my ministrations. "Good Morning handsome," I said as I broke away from our kiss. Roderick smiled and stretched beneath me. "Morning Dad," he replied, caressing my cheek, his palm resting on it and heating up the area. He moved his head up to kiss me again, I opened my mouth and accepted his invading tongue, my hands roamed the plane that was his torso, feeling the hills and bumps that his pecs and abs formed. My hand slipped lower, fondling his growing cock and his plum-sized balls. I moved away from his mouth and to his ear, licking and sucking at his earlobe, before making my way down to his neck. As I licked at his delicate neck, I could see the purple shading of the previous night's work, my cock stirred with desire. I grasped his penis, as I continued to make my way down from his neck, I kissed at his chest where his pecs began to swell out from his body, his rosy colored nipples began to rise and stiffen. I pumped his shaft as I lapped at his nipple. Teasing the stiffening nub with my tongue. My son gasped beneath me. His pre-cum began to slick my palm, making my pumping easier. His cock became rock hard. I moved down his torso so that my tongue traced and followed the contours of his abdominals. My son's stomach heaved under my breath, shivering with desire, his cock pulsed and throbbed in my hand. As I moved along his treasure trail, kissing and lapping, I decided against sucking my son off, I would tease him a little more. Meanwhile, Roderick, gasped and squirmed under my hand. His panting filled the room with his desire. I moved off of him suddenly, Roderick, shot me a quizzical look as I got out of the bed and entered my closet. I rummaged in one of my drawers until I found what I needed. Two silk paisley ties that I no longer wore. I made my way back to our bed. I was surprised to find it empty. Roderick had used the time I was in the closet to rise out of bed and perform his morning ablutions. My beautiful son walked back into the room with an easy fluid, muscular grace that reminded me of panther, his muscles rippling as he walked towards me. Nearly my height, just seeing my son in such a casual state of nudity inflamed me. My desire causing my cock to harden and leak. His developing body was filling out quite nicely, I observed. His broad shoulders tapered down to a small waist giving him a much sought after v-shape chest, his powerful quads furrowed, delineating his muscles as he walked and climbed up onto the bed. On his hands and knees he made his way through the bedding to get to me. My boy radiated a sexual heat as he closed the gap between us. A smirk played on his face, as his eyes, filled with an animalistic lust, locked onto me. Our bodies radiated static electricity as he hovered over me. He continued up towards me and kissed me, his breath held a minty freshness to it, that gave the illusion of coolness despite the heat we were generating. His tongue entered my mouth and probed. I felt his hips drop as he straddled me his ass resting just above my engorged penis. My hands swung around and grasped his hips before sliding up and down his torso, my son, lips still locked and sucking on mine, ground his hips against me. The hot friction searing the spot where he sat. My hands crept up his torso and teased and tugged at his nipples. I would need to flip him for what I had in mind, with our lips still locked I began to lift myself off the bed, but, Roderick would have none of it. Using his weight he kept me pinned to the bed. Grabbing my hands by the wrists he guided them away from his nipples, back and over my head, they went pinned against the headboard. My son's next move caught me by surprise completely. With lighting fast reflexes he held my hands against the headboard with one hand and with the other he searched the bed for the silk ties I had brought with me. Before I knew it he had wrapped and bound my wrists to the headboard. My eyes widened in shock as my son began to control our experience. His evil smirk still played at his lips and the look he gave me filled with desire that I had no choice but to gasp, as he slid his crotch down against mine. Our hardened cocks could have started a fire as they scraped across each other. The sensation causing me to twist and tug at my bonds, but, there would be no escape. My beautiful boy began to kiss along my neck, dragging his moist, wet tongue across my sensitive skin there. He moved with teasing slowness down to the broad expanse that were my pecs. Tracing with his hands where his lips and tongue would follow. The cool wetness giving me goosebumps, my son made me tremble with his mouth. Roderick's tongue slid across my nipples, teasing it, nipping at it. My cock pulsed as Roderick made his way down my torso, shifting and moving my legs so that he could nestle down in the valley they formed. I groaned and gasped as my son raked his fingers across my quivering quads. His hands behind my knees, slowly raising them and pushing them back to my chest. I felt a crimson flush flood my body as my son exposed me in a way I hadn't been before. I squirmed against my bonds, I looked away, hoping to hide myself in some way. My son simply sat there, examining my hole, my legs still in the air, he ran one hand along my puckered entrance. He teasingly inserted the tip of his index finger into me, before, swirling it around my hole and the furry forest that surrounded it. Roderick, tsked and leaned into me, my legs resting on his shoulders as his face approached mine. "This just won't do, daddy," he whispered into my mouth, as his lips devoured mine once again. I felt his weight lift off the bed. His shapely ass walked away from me, towards his closet and bathroom. I jerked against my silken ties, but, succeeded in only making them tighter against my wrists. I called out to my son, for a moment a stab of fear entered my head, what if he left me here, bound? He wouldn't do that surely, would he? He returned with a bowl in hand. Placing it on the stand beside the bed. Then he went into my closet and came out shortly afterwards with another tie. I squirmed with desire at seeing my naked son, and, with anticipation, unsure of what was to come. Roderick came over and sat on the bed next to me, "What are you going to do, son?" I asked him. His response was simply a kiss on the lips and then his sexy smirk. He covered my eyes with the silk tie, a stab of panic lanced through me. What was happening here? I wondered as I struggled against my bonds. "Shh," I heard my son trying to calm me down, he placed a hand on my chest. The notion that your other senses become heightened when you lose your sight is very much true. Feeling my son's calming hand on my chest, I suddenly became intensely aware of the heat that came from his touch, I could hear every movement he made, I felt the dip in the bed as he shifted onto it. My mind was racing trying to adjust to my new situation. I felt his hands move along my body, his palms heating and scraping across me with delicious lust, my mouth filled with saliva as I swallowed down a large gulp as I felt his hand wrap itself around the pillar that was my cock. I nearly exploded when I felt a warm moisture engulf my cock. "Ah," I gasped loudly as my son's mouth covered my cock. His tongue darting across the head, flittering at my piss slit. His warm, enveloping mouth slid down the length of my shaft until his nose pressed against my pubes. Roderick hummed as he slid down my length, sending waves of pleasure to ripple throughout my body, my body quivered under his touch. His hands roamed over my legs, like a puppet under his command, he parted my legs exposing my cock and balls to him. I felt him slide his mouth of my cock, a chill ran through me as the air made contact on my wet shaft. I felt his presence over me as I heard him grab at something on the bedside table next to us. His touch startled me, making me gasp, as I felt a cold foamy material on my balls. Oh my god! I thought, my boy was going to shave me! My muscles spasmed under his touch. "Shh," he started again, "Keep still, dad, we don't want to have an accident," he said as I fought to get my body under control, but, in my darkened state of awareness it was proving hard. I felt the scrape of the razor blade against my shaft, I sighed heavily and bit my lip to keep my muscles from quivering. I imagined the blade cutting through the shaving cream, exposing my cock, like an icing covered treat. With efficient precision Roderick moved from my cock to my balls, deforesting the entire expanse of my nether regions. I thought he only meant to shave my crotch until I felt him raise my legs and push them back. "I hope you've been keeping up your yoga lessons, dad," he said as he pushed my legs back nearly folding me in half. "Grab your ankles," he said. I hesitated not sure what was about to happen. SMACK! I felt the sting of his palm on my thigh, I gasped, shocked at his action and the sound that filled the room. "I said grab your ankles," he repeated against my ear with intent. My hands found my ankles, and I grasped them, his voice made me shiver and I hesitated to think what might happen, but, a part of me wanted to provoke another reaction. With my ankles in hand, my ass was now slightly raised up from the bed. I imagined I looked like a trussed up pig being presented prior to it being devoured. Roderick ran his hands around my ass. His fingers dipping into my cleft and sweeping against my puckered entrance. The foam came next again, followed by the razor. He raked it smoothly across my ass, its sharp tines approaching my back entrance with every swipe. My son was thoroughly shaving me. Once he had completely denuded my backside of any hair, he cleaned me up with a warm towel. Then I heard a bottle being popped open and my son rubbing his hands together. Not knowing what to expect, I gasped out loud once again as I felt his slick hands moving over my ass. My boy's hands oiled hands moved smoothly over my hairless ass, his fingers swirling around my asshole, and then gliding up to my balls. His hands disappeared and I felt a cool liquid make contact with my body. Oil, dripping and rolling over my cock and up my pubic bone. Roderick ran his hands over my shaft, twisting and jerking my shaft, I cried out in pleasure as his hands expertly worked my cock. As his hands moved down my shaft his hands fanned out to rub the oil into my skin. His hands coursed over my hips and thighs, they dipped down into my inner thighs, slid along my taint. His fingertips teased my hole as he inserted the tip of each one into me one-at-a-time. My boy was driving me wild, I gasped and moaned, straining against my bonds. And then, I felt his index finger, slowly, steadily, enter my asshole. His greased finger breached my innermost recess and I felt fire all over my body. Roderick sank his finger all the way into me, then slowly started to pull it back out. Halfway out, my son, stopped and brought in two additional fingers to work alongside the one he had in me. The stretch felt divine. He slowly curved his fingers as he sunk them into my back passage. Searching, probing. He found my prostate and rubbed his fingers against it. "AH!" I cried out in pleasure and pain. I released my ankles, my legs flailing in the air, searching for my son's shoulders so I could rest them and bring my quivering muscles back under control. I heard my son chuckle at my reaction, his hands caressing my thighs as he guided my legs onto his shoulders. His warm hand calmed my spasming muscles. The next surprise had me arching my back and pulling at my bonds. I felt Roderick bring himself into my body, the head of his cock tapped at my rear entrance. His head started to slowly breach my entrance. I shivered as I felt his mushroom push into me, it stretched my ring like it hadn't been stretched before. Shit! I thought, my son's cock must have gone through a growth spurt since last night. His cock stretched me deliciously. My ass, like the rest of me, was on fire. When had my son had time to become such a skilled fucker? I was really going to have to sit down and have a talk with this boy. His silky, wiry pubes tickled my newly bare ass, as I felt him press completely against me. His cock was fully embedded into me and it felt wonderful. It felt like I had a hot, 8 inch missile in me. My stretched hole burned and spasmed around the intruder, it felt like his head was knocking on my gut's door. I whimpered as I sensed his body hovering over me, expecting a kiss in the mouth I was pleasantly surprised, and, astonished at his debauchery, as I felt his tongue drag across my pec, stopping to take my nipple in his mouth and suck it like a baby. His hips began to pulse against me making me cry out. The agony of the ecstasy he was creating in me was unbelievable. My breathing bordered on hyperventilation as he changed his strokes from pulses to longer strokes. He grabbed my ankles from his shoulders and spread my legs out, opening my up and giving him deeper access into my tunnel. The pain of his invasion was delicious. His hips began slapping my ass more consistently. My blindfold multiplied the sensations I felt from his assault, I cried out as his cock sawed its way in and out of me. I could feel his balls slap against me as he fucked me. Filling and emptying with lascivious regularity. My balls began to churn from his stimulation of my prostate. Above me I could hear my boy panting as he to was beginning to reach his climax. His dick entered me hard and fast, he had gasping and arching my back, my toes curled every time he grazed my prostate. His cock filled me up so good it hurt. His hips banging against me were pushing me over the limit. My beautiful boy must have sensed that I was close to popping because he pushed my legs back towards my ears. In this moment I was glad I had kept up my yoga classes. Roderick began to piledrive his dick into me harder and harder, his hips making a cracking, slapping noise that filled the air of our bedroom with unadulterated sex. His moans and groans filled me with desire. I felt his cock throb and swell as he neared completion. His mushroom, stretching my ring, would make a squelching noise every time Roderick withdrew his cock from my ass, and, then plunging it back in. The assault on my prostate was too much, not being able to see what was happening around me had me in a hyper-sexual state of arousal and I could not contain myself any longer. My toes curled tightly as I cried out, "OHMYGOD!!!! Baby, I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum!" "Not yet, wait for me daddy, wait for me," came Roderick's response. But, I was too far gone, with his next downstroke my cock blasted out as the ridge of his cock head scraped against my prostate. My ass squeezed down on my son's invading cock like a vice as I shot what was probably one of the biggest loads of my life. Rope after rope of hot sticky cum blasted onto my stomach and chest. My hands straining in their bonds. Cum pooled and puddled on my torso. The sticky heat penetrated me and made me gasp, my stomach heaved as my lungs tried to gather enough oxygen for me to calm down. The intense feelings radiating from my ass were making that impossible though. My son drilled away at my ass and my tunnel walls collapsed around my son's cock, there velvety embrace pushing my son over the edge and a few seconds later he exploded into me, crying out loudly. His gasps and moans filled my ears and inflamed me. His hot ropes of cum splashed against the walls of my ass, searing my insides. His cock swelled with every spurt, pushing against my tunnel and sealing in his juice. He shifted over me as he began to withdraw his spent cock. His cock slid deliciously and noisily out of me. As his invading fullness left my body I felt somehow incomplete. What came next, however, made up for that loss. My ass still in the air, I felt Roderick's wet probing tongue on my hole. His tongue dove in and licked and lapped at my ass juices and his cum. Once he had his fill of my ass he lowered my legs and moved his tongue over my torso, thoroughly cleaning me of every trace of cum. I felt him release the bonds that held my hands, then he removed the blindfold, the light that flooded my eyes seemed overbright now, making me squint as my vision readjusted. My beautiful boy's face hovered before me, smiling, "Thanks for breakfast, dad," he said with that mischievous smirk of his. ************************************************************************ We spent the majority of our morning in bed, Roderick, mounting and breeding me two more times before we finally got our day started. He had run off to join his friends and teammates to celebrate his birthday. I wandered the huge house wondering what to do, before deciding on getting in a workout. As I changed into my workout gear, I realized it had been a while since I had gotten in a good workout, so I decided to start with a run on the trail that ran near our home. I slipped on a pair of my favorite Soffee running shorts, the nylon fabric felt like silk against my body and their drape flattered my legs and ass. They were affectionately referred to as marine panties, I had seen them in action first hand when I competed in a half marathon. I had been running behind a group of friends who were all active Marines, but, what held my attention was the way their shapely asses moved in the shorts. I resolved to find out what kind they were and get my own. If I had been more open to my homosexual feelings back then I would have probably let them mount me. The opportunity had certainly been there since one of the young men had kept his eye on me the whole race. I hit the trail and began a leisurely jog down towards the park. As I ran, I reminisced about my encounter with the sexy cycling guy. My dick began to respond and swell in this shorts, I decided to switch my train of thought to something else before I had an embarrassing situation on hand. The run was beginning to work up a good sweat on me, as I neared the park, I spotted a handsome young man performing some burpees on a grassy field. The boy was stunningly gorgeous from a distance, his sweaty, tanned body glistened, his damp brunette hair clung to his scalp. He wore a pair of shorts low on his hips, exposing his gorgeous iliac crest and hip bones to full view. I slowed my pace so that I wouldn't run by him to quickly. The boy was making my mouth water, I had to find a way to approach him, I stopped my run and walked off the path onto the grassy knoll he was on and decided to stretch. I was hoping to catch his eye so that an opening could be made for conversation. "Hey, Mr. Kent," I suddenly heard behind me. I turned to see who had called me, and, the boy I had been staring at was smiling at me. He noticed my confusion. "Oh, sorry, it's Billy," he said, "I'm on Rick's crew team." "Oh, yeah," I said, "Miller, right, Billy Miller, you're Don's son." I felt a little embarrassed that I hadn't recognized him right away. "Yeah," he said flashing me his pearly white smile. "Wow, you sure look different in daylight," He chuckled in response, most of my encounters with Billy were in passing, likewise with his father, who was actually a surgeon at the hospital I worked at. He moved to close the gap between us. "So, out for a run?" he asked "Yeah, was feeling a little chubby so I thought I would get in a good workout." I responded smiling back at him. "Chubby!" he exclaimed, he placed his hand on my abs, making me flinch, "There is nothing chubby about you," he said as he raked his hand across my midsection. I chuckled, "Well, I can think of one thing." He blushed as he understood the innuendo. "Well, I better get going, I need to hit the weights next," I said taking my tank top off in the increasing heat of the day. I swear I saw the boy lick his lips. "Do you mind if I join you?" he asked, "I need to work on lifting weights more, and, well maybe you could help me out, Rick mentioned you compete in bodybuilding competitions." I was flattered that my son was talking about his dad to his friends, and, this stunning boy was just asking for guidance. "Sure," I said, "Hope you don't mind a jog though, the weights are at home." He smiled and nodded in agreement and we took of at a steady pace. We challenged ourselves with some sprint intervals, which gave me the chance to study Billy in greater detail when it was his turn to run ahead of me. His ass was quite shapely under his mesh shorts, I wasn't familiar with the brand but they looked more appropriate for the basketball court than for running. Being a bodybuilder, and, having traveled throughout the world, I never understood the American fascination for wearing overly baggy clothing especially to work out. My thought was that if you're putting in all that effort to look good why try to cover it up. His mesh covered ass gave way to what I imagined must be defined quads since Billy sported a very nice pair of calves. Above the waistband of his shorts his torso glistened with the sweat that was coming off of him. His back muscles and traps, rippled, and, striated with the exertion of his run. His lats flared out slightly from his body. His shoulders were like two bowling balls. I licked my lips as I recognized that all that rowing he had been doing was paying off quite well. His tall, lean physique was a true vision of classical proportions, Michelangelo, would certainly have carved this boy in stone. We made it to the house and I took him to the home gym that I had set-up in the garage. The garage had enough space to house four cars but, since my wife and I were the only one's who drove at the time, I decided to convert the leftover space into a home gym area. I was proud of my setup and it gave me a place to train and practice my posing routines. I offered Billy a water from the fridge I kept near the workout area, he gladly accepted the cool bottle and I became entranced watching his adam's apple bob in his throat as he drank down the water. We were both pretty hot and sweaty since the weather was unseasonally warm. I walked over to the bench press and loaded two 45lb plates on it so I could do a quick warm-up set. Billy hovered at my periphery watching me intently. My chest muscles expanding as I moved through the mechanics of the exercise. Sitting up on the bench I locked eyes with him through the mirror and smiled. "So what kind of training did you have in mind," I asked him. The young boy visibly gulped and stammered as he began to answer me, eventually finding his composure. He was interested in putting on some mass since he wanted to switch to playing rugby. I raked my gaze up and down him as I studied his musculature. He certainly had the potential for being a rugby player, the broad shoulders were there, we just needed to build up the muscles. HIs height and endurance would certainly be an asset to the game as well. I moved off the bench and walked over to him. Billy stood a little taller than my son, his head came up to my shoulder, but, no doubt he was still growing, as he wasn't even 18 yet. I placed a hand on his clavicle and traced it to his shoulder and swept back to feel his traps, my other hand landed on his pectoral and smoothed across his expanse, my palm grazing along his nipple. The stimulation causing it to stiffen beneath me. "I think I might be able to help you out," I whispered to Billy. I could see his cock throbbing in response, the bulge he was making in his shorts clearly told me he wasn't wearing any underwear. He shuddered as my hand left his pec and grasped his cock through his shorts. "What have we got here, boy," I said to him as I pumped his shaft through his mesh shorts. He let out a mewling cry, my hand sliding along his hardened shaft. Billy gasped and shivered as my hand manipulated his cock, his shorts began to dampen a bit from the pre-cum that was leaking out. "Get on the bench, Billy," I whispered into his ear, giving his ear a quick lick with my tongue. Billy walked over to the bench press and positioned himself under the bar. I straddled his head giving him a good view of my nylon covered crotch and bulge. His hands went up to the bar and grasped it, I placed my hands next to his and he proceeded to lift the bar and bench press it. I followed his movements, dropping my crotch closer to his face as he lowered the bar. I could hear his breathing labor as a result. Re-racking the bar, the back of Billy's hand brushed against my jutting cock. His touch made it throb against the nylon liner of my shorts. Billy licked his lips as he stared up at me. "It's getting a little hot in here, isn't it boy," I said returning Billy's gaze. I moved to the side, standing next to Billy as he began to sit up on the bench. I hooked my thumbs on the waistband of my shorts and moved them down my legs. I stood there, naked, wearing just my running shoes. Billy licked his lips as his eyes raked over my fully exposed body. I could see the surprise in his eyes as he saw my hairless crotch. The cool air against my hairless crotch felt exhilarating. "Take your shorts off, Billy," I ordered. He trembled at the sound of my voice and began pulling his shorts off. They slid down his legs and pooled at his ankles. I had guessed correctly, he wore no underwear. His cock, steel-hard, bobbed in the air before us. "Get on your knees, boy." Billy sank slowly to the padded floor. His hands moved up to grasp my cock, but, I slapped them away. "Uh-uh. Boy, I didn't say you could touch it." Billy looked at me with desire and surprise. I could sense the fear his desires were causing him. "Put it in your mouth, boy," Billy opened his mouth and leaned forward to swallow my 10 inch cock. He was a novice at cocksucking as he could barely go an inch beyond the head before his gag reflex kicked in. I let him slid off my cock, he looked up at me with his beautiful blue eyes. "Try again," He nodded in agreement and began to swallow my cock once again. This time, I placed a hand on the back of his head and gently guided him on his task. My cock entered the hot moist cavern that was his mouth, his inexperience showed as his teeth scraped here and there, causing delicious pain to shoot through me. "Watch the teeth, boy. Open your mouth wider." I instructed. His head tried to back off once again from my cock, but, my hand on the back of his head prevented this. He looked up at me, "No boy, you're not running away again, if you want this cock, you have to learn to take it properly." Billy began to make gagging noises and his eyes began to fill with tears as more of my cock entered his mouth. He noisily breathed in through his nose, his neck and face began to flush red. I released my grip on his head and pulled my cock out of his mouth. He gasped as air rushed into his open mouth, panting, he tried to get his breathing under control. I let him recover a bit, since every lifter knows that rest between sets is important. As his breathing started to calm back down, I looked at him once again and nodded my head. Billy, slowly leaned in and covered my cock with his mouth. HIs reaction was much better this time and no teeth scraped me as I entered. "Good," I said, placing my hand behind his head again, "That's it boy, yes! Now use your tongue. Flick the tip around the head if you can." Billy took direction well and did as instructed. HIs enthusiasm to swallow my cock made up for his lack of skills. I wondered if I should have Roderick teach him some of his skills, both of them on my cock would surely be awesome. In the meantime, though, I would be content in teaching Billy how to suck a dick. I pushed more of my cock into Billy's mouth, his bulging cheeks and throat were obscenely stretched, the scene made my balls churn. Tears began rolling down his cheeks as my cock assaulted his mouth. I moved my hand from the back of his head to his cheek so I could wipe his tears away, licking my thumb, tasting the briny joy that my dick was having on him. His tears tasted of growth and transition, after our encounter he would no longer be a boy, but, a man. I grabbed Billy and lifted him to his feet and kissed him, I devoured his mouth with mine, my tongue probing into his cavern and dueled with his. I sucked and nibbled at his lower lip. My hands began to roam his naked body feeling the hard muscles beneath his velvety skin. This boy was flawless. My dick throbbed in reaction. My mission was to somehow get this boy into a threesome with me and Roderick. We ground our crotches together, the delicious burn of heated skin against skin coursing through our bodies. I licked at the sweat that was beading on his chest and dripping off his nipples. I turned him around and pushed him towards the bench press, his hands gripping the bar to hold himself up. Meanwhile, I sank to my knees and kneaded his beautiful bubble butt, the boy must be naturally hairless, because there was barely a fuzz of hair on his backside. I smacked his cheeks with my palm, they flushed crimson in response. Separating his cheeks, I was presented with his rosy pucker, winking at me as it was exposed to view. His musky aroma was wonderful and different. Where my Roderick was peaches, nutmeg, sandalwood, and, sweat; Billy smelled of pine sap, moss, papaya and hints of ginger, there was an alluring freshness to his scent. My tongue dove into his hole for a better taste. Above me Billy gasped and moaned like a bitch in heat, the volume and intensity catching me by surprise. I smacked his ass and shushed him as I resumed my oral examination of his ass. His gasps and moans, became, whimpers and sighs. His glorious ass was proving too much for me, I had to feel it around my cock. Rising behind him, I let my cock slide across the swell of his globes before gently tapping my giant mushroom against his backdoor. My actions elicited sent shudders through both of us. "You a virgin, Billy?" I whispered to the trembling boy before me. He nodded his head in the affirmative and a huge grin spread across my face. Our reflections in the mirror before us turned me on immensely. I pulled him upright a little, and raked my tongue across his neck and ear as I stared at our reflection. The lascivious tableau causing my cock to leak profusely. Billy shivered under my tongue and touch. "Well, then," I started, "Let's make you a man." I slid my cock into his ass. My pre-cum and his sweat providing all the necessary lubrication. As my cock head breached his hole I felt the most wonderful heat surround it. His tunnel was vise-like and was putting up a wonderful fight on my invader. Billy cried out and tried to get off my cock, but, I held him firmly in place. I cooed and made shushing noises into his ear. I told him everything would be ok, but, his only response were strangled cries and a face that revealed the sheer agony of his ecstasy. Seeing his reactions in the mirror drove me wild and made me want to just split him wide open. A cautious approach, however, is always the best if you want them to come back for more. So I maintained a slow and steady approach. I could see his stomach heave and his thighs quivering, by this point, Billy had half my cock in his ass. I reassured him and told him he was doing great and there was only just a little more left to go. The next 5 inches would probably be the most harrowing experience in his life. The boy was covered in sweat and nearly bent over the barbell by the time my hips made contact with his ass. His breathing was labored and his ass spasmed and rippled along the length of my shaft. This boy was driving me wild and we hadn't even started fucking yet. I ran my hands across his torso bringing them to a rest at his hip bones and pulsed my hips up into him. Billy called out to God and dropped his chest down, I chuckled a little as I saw our reflection and it appeared that he was being held up by only my cock. My pulsing hips soon changed to steady strokes. Billy, grunted and groaned as I took his virginity. His body shuddered around my cock, his death grip on the barbell was turning his knuckles white. I slapped his ass to break his focus. He responded with a yelp and then brought one leg up and rested it on the bench pad. His new position allowed my cock deeper access into his ass, and, I was treated to a new round of grunts and moans. The slapping of skin on skin was filling up the garage, along with our groaning. This boy's ass was magical as he was beginning to make my balls boil. I wouldn't be able to make this fuck last very long, his ass was literally sucking the cum out of me. I increased the pace of my strokes, when something caught my eye. At first I thought it was the shading of my heated skin, but, the more my dick plunged in and out of his ass the more I realized it wasn't me. Spots turned to streaks, streaks became runnels. Billy's cries were driving me wild with lust and I doubled down on my assault on his ass. "Oh my god...oh my god...oh my god," Billy suddenly shouted as his dick began to spasm and blow its top. Ropes of pearly white cum splattered across the bench press pooling and splashing on the pad. His ass contracting with every spurt, caused me to roar out my climax. "FUCK! TAKE MY CUM!" I shouted as I plunged my cock into his ass and held it there as rope after rope of cum flew out of me and into his ass. I must have painted his tunnel walls white with the amount of cum that he pulled out of me. Looking down at my deflating cock, and, the red-tinged cum that followed it caused me to grin and slap Billy's ass. Draping myself over him I whispered into his ear. "Boy, Daddy got your cherry...you're all man now." My blood stained cum oozed out of him and dropped in puddles to the floor. "Now clean up this fucking mess, we still have a workout to do." I said as I walked over to the shower area that I had set-up and began to wash away Billy's stink off me. I didn't bother closing the shower curtain, as, I turned I saw Billy on his knees eating his cum off the bench and then mine off the floor. This kid was going to turn into a real sex pig I thought. What I was too distracted to notice though was the shadow that hovered at the garage door's edge. Unbeknownst to me at the time, was that we had an audience, an audience that did not take well to our performance. Caught up in my sexual rutting I didn't realize that Roderick had seen the bulk of our performance. ************************************************************************ Later that evening, after I had finished up working out with Billy and he had gone home, I was wandering around the house. I hadn't heard from Roderick and my cell indicated no texts or missed calls. The massive house certainly provided plenty of hiding spaces so at the risk of coming across like a crazy man I shouted for Roderick as I wandered the house. I found him in his old room with his headphones on, that answered why he hadn't answered any of my shouts, but I noticed his teary, red-rimmed eyes and was immediately concerned. I crossed his room and sat on his bed, he moved away from me like a scared, hurt child. He wiped at his eyes as he took his headphones off. "Whaddaya want," he said petulantly. I was taken aback by his tone and father mode kicked in. "Excuse me," I said to him, "You may want to reevaluate that tone with me, son. Now what's wrong" He looked at me, tears filling his eyes again. "Nothing, just go away," he said and turned on his side away from me as he tried to hold back his sobs. I placed my hand on his shoulder and rubbed it. It pained me to see him like this and I wanted to help fix whatever might be wrong. "Do you love him more than me," he finally said. The statement caught me by surprise and I was not sure what he meant by it. "What are you talking about, son?" I asked him. My hand still on his shoulder trying to comfort him. "Billy," he whispered. "I saw you with him, don't deny it." Fuck! I thought as understanding crashed through me. Shit, he had seen me and Billy fucking in the garage. "No,son," I started, "I won't deny it, but, to answer your question, no, I don't love him." "Then why did you do it," he cried out, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Oh baby," I said as I shifted so I could spoon him. "You know, daddy, loves you very much, you're my special guy. You always have been, from the day you were born to the day that I die, you will always be my special, sweet baby boy.' I was rubbing my hand against the length of his arm by now. "What Billy and I did, well, that. That was just sex, that was two guys who needed to get off because they were in the moment." Roderick had managed to get his sobs under control, but, he was still upset. I felt a wave of guilt rise over me What had I done? Had my lust made me callous to Roderick's feelings? No, I loved him, he was my son, but, did he want to be my lover? Could I love him in that way? This is all so new to me, and, could I keep him tethered to me in that manner, he was still young he was bound to meet someone? And speaking of that, how was my son so skilled at what we are doing? "Roderick," I said to him, coming out of the guilt that had momentarily consumed me, he turned around in bed and faced me, his tear stained face breaking my heart. "Son, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you with my actions, but, you have to understand something. I have kept this part of me hidden for so long, and, now that I am finally letting myself be happy, well I guess, I just let it overwhelm me. I love you very much, and I enjoy what we are doing, but, you have to understand that for me, that part of me that had been hidden is now out, and, it wants to explore the world.' "I will be honest with you, Billy wasn't the only guy that I have slept with, since I accepted that I was gay. But, something tells me that I'm not the only one you have slept with either. This morning, some of the things you did, boy, well I know for sure that I haven't taught you that," I flashed him a smile hoping that would relieve some of the heaviness in the room. Roderick smiled back at me, wiping a stray tear from his cheek. "I'm sorry I got mad, dad." "I guess I was just jealous. Seeing you with Billy was so hot, and, he is so hot, so for a moment I thought you wouldn't want me anymore." "Oh son," I said as I stroked his hair, "I will always want you, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and you are gorgeous compared to anyone else, but, I also recognize that you are young and you may want someone your own age, and, if that ever happens, I am sure I will be sad, but, I will understand," My son shook his head, "No, dad, I will always want you." I smiled at my son, kissing him gently on his lips,"Well let's take it one day at a time. Now how about you tell me who has been teaching you and how long has this been going on." He smiled and let out a small laugh. "Well," he stammered, "I started playing around with Mark a few years ago, at first it started with us comparing dicks and then we started jerking each other off. Then last year Mark wanted to push it a little further and he started sucking me off and then I would do it to him. He wanted to fuck but I didn't want to, by that point I knew I wanted you to fuck me, so he let me fuck him.' "Then the night we won the State Soccer Tournament, Mark, me and a few of the other guys on the team ended up having a fuckfest in one of the rooms. It was so crazy, dad. You wouldn't have believed it. We fucked like crazy animals, luckily we managed to keep the noise down because no one banged on our door. We haven't had a repeat of that, and, afterwards a few of the guys seemed a little ashamed of what we did.' I was completely surprised by my son's story, my shock must have been transparent because Roderick grinned from ear to ear as he saw my expression. "Well first off, I'm not thrilled that you've been in an orgy at such a young age, but, sex and sexualtiy are nothing to be ashamed of. If something makes you happy and doesn't harm anyone in the process then do it, and as you youngsters are saying these day, haters gonna hate" My son let out a laugh. "So should I be jealous of Mark," I said to my son in jest. He laughed and leaned in, giving me a dick rousing french kiss. "Not at all," he said. I smiled and began to kiss him with greater fervor. My hand slid down the length of his spine and down to his ass, cupping one of his beefy globes, Roderick moaned into my mouth at my touch. He sank his body into mine, I could feel his erection against my midsection, hot and turgid, screaming for release. I moved my hand into the waistband of his shorts, the heat of his flesh searing my hand as it slid under his shorts, he was wearing a jock underneath his shorts and the picture that entered my mind drove me wild. I shifted on the bed and moved over him, our lips and tongues still dueling with each other. I ground my hips against my beautiful boy. He parted his legs in response, our crotches smoothly gliding across one another. The silky feel of my Lululemon shorts against my bare skin causing me to gasp. My boy lifted his legs and locked his ankles against my lower back, holding me as I fucked my dick up against his. He shivered beneath me, grabbing my face with his hands he guided me to his nipples. I teased and tickled his tit until the nub was rock hard, my tongue swirling around his areola, by beard scratching at his pec. My boy whimpered and gasped beneath me as he fucked his dick back up against mine. His hands still on my head he guided me across his chest and abs, before pulling me back up and devouring my lips and tongue. Flipping me over onto my back my son straddled my hips and rested his hot ass against my dick. He rocked his ass back and forth against my shorts. Our shorts, rubbing against one another, could have started a fire. Roderick's dick sliding and fucking against mine was driving me insane. I couldn't take anymore, I was about to cream my shorts if I didn't get my dick into his mouth or ass. "Oh my god, son, I'm going to cum if you don't stop!" I cried out. Roderick smirked down at me, then, slowly stood up and towered over me. He hooked his thumbs into his shorts and slid them off. My eyes climbed up Roderick's muscular legs, then his thighs, lingering at his jock covered crotch. His massive cock straining the fabric. He moved to stand between my legs before lowering himself back down. His hands reached out and undid the drawstring of my shorts, slowly pulling on them to loosen, he raked his fingers across my thighs before grasping my shorts by the hem and tugged them off. I lifted my hips so that the shorts could slide over my ass. Roderick tugged and pulled until the shorts were free. I had worn no underwear underneath my shorts, so I lay before him in all my glory, my 10 inch cock, throbbing and pumping into the air. His hands resting at me knees, slid down along my thighs, before, grabbing them and pushing them back. Roderick brought his cloth covered dick forward and rubbed it against my sensitive asshole. The scrape of the scratchy cotton pouch of his jock sent me into a delirium. His dick sliding against me filled me with lust. "Fuck me boy!" I shouted. "Fuck me!" Roderick gasped and groaned as he continued to frot against me. He dropped his hand down to his crotch and moved the pouch to one side. His 8 inch cock sprang forth like a coiled serpent, free from its confines. He placed the glistening mushroom head up against my puckered entrance. "Is this what you want, daddy?" he asked, a devilish smirk dancing on his lips. "Yes," I moaned, "Oh, god, yes!" I shifted my hips trying to impale myself on his shaft but he moved away from me. His teasing was to be my punishment for fucking his friend, I realized. I groaned with desire and frustration. "Please, baby, fuck me," I said, imploring him with my eyes. His mushroom came back to my back entrance and tapped against it. My body was quivering with desire. Roderick slowly pushed his cock head into my ass. Oh, the searing pain of my ring being stretched open was ecstasy. My ass sucked in his cock head and hugged it tightly in welcome. I arched my back like a whore wanting more. Roderick didn't move, he just held the tip in place as I flailed around him. Why must he be so cruel? He was filling me with fire. I moved my hand to grasp my dick so I could stroke off, but, he slapped them away. Roderick was not going to let me cum, but, if this continued, I was sure that I would be cumming hands free. I looked at my son with pleading eyes. With that same devilish smirk, Roderick slammed his dick all the way in. I howled in pain, surprise slowly ebbed into pleasure as Roderick pulled out and thrust back into me. His hips slapping my ass, my hole making that sweet, sucking sound that any man getting his ass plowed desires. "Unh...unh...yes, boy, fuck me," I cried. "Take it daddy...take it," Roderick said as he closed his eyes and sank into the pleasure my ass was giving him. "Yeah, boy, fuck me," "Harder" "Yeah harder!" I wailed as Roderick picked up the pace. A moment of clarity pierced through the foggy lust that surrounded us. I realized that my son was fucking me on his childhood bed. I cried out and arched my back as I remembered tucking him in, reading to him, play wrestled with him on this very bed. "Ah...Ah...yeah, baby, fuck daddy," I cried. The sound of slapping flesh started coming faster and faster. My son's cock, brushing against my prostate, was driving me insane. My legs flailed in the air, I tried moving them further out to give my beautiful baby boy more access to my back door. "Oh my god!" Roderick shouted, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum, daddy!" "Yeah, son, give it to me," "Oh my god...oh my god!" "Give it to me baby, give me your cum, breed me son!" "OH, FUCK!" The searing heat of his cum scalded my insides as wave after wave of wet juicy cum exploded into my ass, closing my eyes and arching my back, I savored the feeling of being filled by his hot stud. My son spasmed on top of me because of the force of his nut. Suddenly I began to shudder, I opened my eyes in time to see my cock spewing out my pent-up load. Rope after rope of hot cum shot out of my cock and onto my chest and abs. The cum formed pools in the valley of my abs and matted the hair on my chest and abs. Roderick ran his hands along my torso playing with the cooling cum. He licked at his hands before he reached for a scoop of cum and brought it to my lips. I opened my mouth and he smeared my cum over my lips and beard before coming down to give me a big sloppy kiss. His softening dick was still in my ass, slid out with a pop, his cum began to ooze out my ass. Dripping down onto the bed I had once tucked him into. We kissed with fervor before finally sighing in satisfaction, snuggling up next to each other, we drifted off to sleep. ************************************************************************ Stay tuned for more!