Date: Fri, 10 Aug 2012 12:05:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: T Baron <hgo469@yahoo.com>
Subject: Step Sons

Step-Sons
© 2012 by hgo469@yahoo.com
All Rights Reserved


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WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

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If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex
between boys, men or boys and men or live in a jurisdiction where
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still living there and] exit now.

This story is fiction; any resemblance to anyone living or dead is pure
coincidence, nothing more; however, some of the fruits of my imagination do
get their start from things that happened in the past, to me or to someone
I know. Since this is fiction, SAFE SEX isn’t required; however, in real
life there are too many things out there for which there are no cures to
take that sort of chance.

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Step-sons Chapter One

	I woke slowly, I hadn't bothered with an alarm clock in years –
my internal clock never failed. There was just a hit of dawn peeking
through the bedroom window as I stretched and thought about what the next
couple of days would bring. Always there is that old saying that today is
the first day of the rest of your life and it is true, only now I was more
than a bit worried about just that rest of my life was really going to be
like.
	The house was so silent it was almost scary. I knew I wasn't alone
– but that really didn't make any difference – I was scared. There
were plenty of people around who really wanted to see me fail, so that they
could gather around and say, “I told you so.”
	What was it that I was so worried about? Where do I start? Perhaps
I should just give everything a number. Let's see:

1.Yesterday I buried my wife (Margie), she died in a freak car accident.
2.Three weeks previously we had just obtained full legal guardianship of
the twins, two teenage boys who were actually sons of (Kate) my first
wife's first husband (Tony) (confused yet?).  3.Now I appeared to be the
only person around who even came close to being related to the twins,
everyone's parents were gone and no one had any siblings so that meant that
I was it.  4.Add to that the fact that I was gay, Margie knew that and it
didn't matter to either of us, between Tony and I Margie had had a couple
of lesbian affairs and one of the reasons that we got married in the first
place was so that no one could come along and claim that she wasn't fit to
raise the twins. Hell she was a much better mother than most of the ones
out there, for one thing she really cared.

	As I lay there I kept wondering just what I was going to do
next. Today Will would turn fifteen, tomorrow it would be Bill's turn. They
were identical twins, only Will was born at 11:53 pm and Bill didn't come
along until twelve minutes later. On top of that Will was born on September
30 while Bill was born on October 1 and the school distinct used October 1
as the cut off date for starting school. When it came time to start school
Kate and Tony had to fight to get them to allow Bill to start school at the
same time as Will did. All of that is now history, only I had no idea just
what was going to happen today.
	Today was Will's 15th birthday, the party had been in the planning
stages for some time now. The same was true for Bill's 15th tomorrow. Last
night they had asked me if the parties were canceled because of what had
happened.
	“No,” I said, “after everything that has happened I thing
that a bit of a party is just what the doctor ordered to start getting life
back to normal.”
	The boys nodded in agreement and life started to go on.
	Now I needed to get up and start making some breakfast, it wouldn't
be long before I would have two hungry teenagers asking that famous
question, “What's for breakfast?” For that matter I was starting to
ask myself that same question.
	As I started to get up there was a light knock on my bedroom
door. I hadn't heard anyone in the hallway so it was a bit of a surprise.
	“Who is it?” I asked with a bit of a smile.
	“Now just who do you think it could be?” was the reply as the
door slowly opened.
	The twins trooped into the room, still wearing only the shorts that
they wore to sleep. I pulled my bedding up just a bit as slept in the raw
and hadn't put anything on yet.
	Will chuckled a bit, “What are you hiding?” he asked.
	When I didn't reply Bill added, “We're all guys here.”
	That was true, but I had never paraded my nudity in front of the
boys.
	“So what can I do for you guys this early in the morning?” I
asked.
	“There is something that we need to tell you,” Will said as
both of them squatted in front of me.
	“And what is that?”
	“We didn't want you to find some things out from other people,
it is better if we told you ourselves.”
	“Alright already, stop with the preamble and get down to the
meat.”
	The looked at one another and then together said, “We're gay.”
	I looked at them for a moment and started to smile. “Fine, now
what is it that you wanted to tell me? I've known that for some time now.”
I smiled.
	The twins looked at each other for a moment and then at me, “How
did you know?” Bill asked.
	“I wasn't 100% sure, but Margie had told me that she had
suspected it for some time now. Besides, you guys have been sleeping in the
same bed every night for some time now.”
	I saw the question mark in their eyes.
	“If you are going to sleep together every night you need to do a
better job of making the unused bed look like someone had slept in it.”
I laughed.
	Again they looked at each other.
	I smiled. “Besides, I have always felt that incest was best kept
in the family.”
	As the meaning of what I had just said started to sink in wide
smiles crossed their faces.
	“Look, I don't care what you guys do in your bedroom at night,
only if you are only going to use one bed don't mess up the other one, no
sense in having to keep washing sheets that aren't really getting used.”
	The boys jumped up onto the bed and hugged all of us together. As
they hugged me the sheet that had been covering me was pulled away and
after the boys pulled back a bit both of them looked down directly at my
crotch. I wasn't sporting a hard-on by any measure but I wasn't totally
flaccid either. I had been kidded for years about my size – when fully
erect I had almost thirteen inches of thick male member. I had always said
that I was glad that it wasn't just a bit bigger as 13 was an unlucky
number and I was only 12¾ inches.
	“I think I know what Margie saw in you,” Will said with a
sassy grin.
	“I don't think that is the only reason she married me, but I
will admit that it didn't hurt.”
	“That thing would hurt a lot,” Bill said as he rubbed his
butt. “I don't think I could ever let someone put something that large
inside me.”
	“A size queen like you?” Will said. “You have to put a
board across a fireplug to keep it from going inside if you were naked when
you sat down.”
	Bill poked Will in the side. “You should talk,” he said
laughing.
	“Can I touch it?” Bill asked. “I've never seen anyone that
large in real life before.”
	My first thought was to question where this was going, to play the
parent card, but the twins were 15 and I was fairly sure that this wasn't
their first rodeo. After a bit I just nodded slightly and laid back on the
bed a bit to see what would happen next.
	Bill reached down to put his hand around the shaft of my slowly
growing member. At the same time Will cupped my ample nuts in his
hands. This was the first time that anyone had touch me since Margie's
accident. I really wondered just how my body and mind would react to this –
these boys were my sons now. None of that seemed to be making any
difference at the moment as my love pole was growing harder and harder,
standing up across my groin until the tip was resting on my belly-button
and then started to drip some pre-cum.
	I hadn't done anything else to encourage them, but I wasn't trying
to stop them either. I had never been all that much into guys their age,
but these two certainly did seem to know just what to do to get the desired
reactions.
	Without saying anything Bill bent forward and used the tip of his
tongue to capture the large drop of pre-cum that had gathered there about
to drip into my navel. He looked up at my as he pulled his tongue back into
his mouth and smacked his lips to say that he liked the taste.
	At the same time, still cupping my nuts Will bent down until he was
able to take one of my nipples in his mouth, treating it like a miniature
cock as he rubbed his tongue back and forth across the very tip while
holding the remainder with his teeth.
	Obviously these boys had been getting some practice, my only real
question was with who?
	Will released his hold on my nuts and brought his hand up to where
he was able to lightly pinch my other nipple was he continued to work on
the one that was captured in his mouth.
	Once Will had released my nuts Bill moved around slightly and used
his hand in much the same fashion as his brother had previously, only now
he started running his open mouth up and down my cock-shaft, slowly
covering it was his saliva and stopping long enough at the tip on each pass
to capture whatever of my juices had gathered there.
	Finally on one of the upward trips he changed his position slightly
and tried to take the entire purple-colored mushroom-shaped cockhead into
his wide open mouth. It was a tight fit but he managed to take enough of it
that he was able to close his lips around the gans of my circumcised
cock. His mouth was full but he still managed to find a bit of room so that
he could work his tongue around and around the tightly stretched skin of
the cockhead and even attempt to work the very tip of his tongue into the
piss slit.
	After working up some saliva to use as a lubricant he did manage to
work a couple of inches of the massive took into his mouth, but as it
reached the back of his mouth his throat was not about to allow that
monster to work its way into his throat no matter how hard he worked at it.
	While continuing to work on my nipples Will had also used his free
hand to work his shorts down and off so that he was now as naked as I. Now
he released his hold my tits and quickly pulled his body on top of mine
until he was straddling my chest with his teenage gentiles, his own cock
now standing hard and strong, at about 6 inches tall, directly in front of
me.
	I pulled my hands out from where they had been trapped against my
sides and first ran them up and down the smooth skin of his sides and chest
and then captured his boyhood, guiding it directly toward my waiting
mouth. As he leaned forward I greedily captured his beautifully sculpted
tool with my mouth, running my tongue around the head a couple of time
quickly before sucking the tasty morsel that was his cockhead inside. I
grasped his hips to help guide his tool into the hot, moist cavity that was
my mouth and at the same time I realized that while Will was well beyond
puberty he didn't have any pubic hair, as I ran my hand over his groin I
didn't even feel any stubble from having had it shaved.
	Now Will worked diligently at pushing more and more of his rampant
boy-tool into my eager mouth. He stopped a couple of times and even
withdrew sightly before pressing forward again until the tip of his
erection was pressing against the opening of my throat. I relaxed my throat
muscles as much as I could and sucked hard to allow the erect member to
finish its travels until his groin's smooth skin was rubbing against my
face.
	I rubbed one hand against my throat, feeling the fleshy tool as it
stretched my throat from the inside – then when I thought I was going to
pass out from lack of oxygen he pulled back, allowing me to gulp in some
fresh air before he once again buried himself inside me.
	At this same time his brother was still trying to take more of my
member, pressing as hard as he could but still unable to take even half of
the massive monster that was filling him in ways he had never experienced
before. Realizing that he wasn't going to be able to take any more of the
monster he started working his hands up and down the exposed shaft, working
on it to create the additional stimulation that he felt he was going to
need to cause the gush of man-juice that he craved.
	I knew that it wasn't going to take very much longer before I
blasted my load of hot jizz into sucking mouth, my only concern was that I
didn't want to drown him with the load he was working so hard to pull up
and out. At the same time I could feel that it wasn't going to take very
much longer for the member in my throat to spill its load as well.
	In the back of my mind I felt that I should be concerned about the
fact that Bill didn't have anyone providing the additional stimulation that
he deserved – I would have to try to remember this so that I could do
something about it, but at the moment I was far more concerned about what
was happening to me.
	With a loud yell Will blasted the first load of his cum directly
down my throat, at that point I pulled back slightly so that I would be
able to taste the remainder of his fountaining gusher of juices. Just the
sound of Will's orgasm was all it took to push me over the edge, blasting
load after load of my jism into his mouth. Try as he might there was no way
that with my massive cockhead contained in his oral cavity he could even
start to swallow the copious amount of fluid my nuts were now blasting into
him. With Will's cock filling my mouth I couldn't shout like Will had, but
within my mind I was screaming with pleasure as Bill did attempt to take as
much of my load as he could.
	It was only when both Will and I were totally spent and had
withdrawn our now rapidly deflating cock from the moist prisons that had
captured them that I again thought about Bill and the fact that he had yet
to reach his own orgasm only when I started to pull him up toward me I
realized that even without someone providing any external stimulation he
had created a pool of boy-cum.
	The three of us lay there for the best part of an hour, each
working to recuperate from the massive orgasmic event that had started this
first day together, just the three of us. It was Will's birthday, but I
felt that I was the one who had received the present.

To be continued?

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