Date: Mon, 28 Nov 2016 02:58:44 +0000 (UTC)
From: Charlie <cosmic709@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teaching My Son a Lesson, Part 3

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Teaching My Son a Lesson, Part 3
C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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For about two weeks, I left Sean alone. I wanted him to ask for my cock,
maybe even to beg me for it. He needed to understand that he wasn't
spreading his legs for me because I was taking advantage of him or forcing
him. He had to want it himself. I even started to fuck a woman I knew from
work to make him jealous. After about ten days, I knew it was working. As I
was eating breakfast on Thursday, he asked me if I was going to be around
that night. I told him I had other things to do.

During all of this time, I continued to find little ways to remind him of
what he was. When he got home from the gym, I complimented him on his body,
reminding him that good men expect their boys to keep in shape. When he
came home from working out with his friends, I'd tease him about wanting to
suck their dicks and ask him if any of his buddies suspected he was a
cocksucker. Usually he blushed and didn't answer. Sometimes he shook his
head before going to his room.

Best of all, he was finally obedient and friendly around the house. His
chores were done, he obeyed curfew, and he never lipped off. Our
relationship was about as good as it had ever been. Maybe that was because
he knew that if he put one toe out of line, he'd have my cock in his ass
again. Maybe he was afraid of what that would mean for him.

On Thursday night I scheduled a date with the woman I was screwing and took
her out for dinner. I told Sean I would be out late. Instead, I came home
with her early to surprise him. It was about ten o'clock, and he was
sitting on his bed studying. I was surprised and a little disappointed. If
he didn't fuck up or ask me to fuck him, I wasn't going to see his ass
again.

I took the woman into my bedroom down the hall and fucked her brains out. I
was brutally loud, imaging I was fucking Sean the whole time. I knew he
could hear us, and I imagined him beating off in his bedroom. We went at it
for about a half and hour, before I finished. Again, there was no chance
that Sean didn't know the exact moment I came. I shouted loud enough for
the neighbors to hear.

When we were done, I walked out of the bedroom naked. My dick was still
hard; a half filled condom hung from the tip. I'd shot a nice load, and the
sperm filled tip was hanging about two inches down from my cock. I saw
Sean's head hanging out of his bedroom door as soon as I opened mine. He
quickly ducked back inside, but I knew that he'd seen me. I walked into the
bathroom and tied off the rubber. I wrapped it in some tissue and threw it
in the trash. Normally I wouldn't have even bothered with a condom, but I
wanted to set up a test for Sean. I took a piss and then went back the
bedroom. Ten minutes later, the woman was gone.

I heard Sean's door open. After hearing the toilet flush and his door
close, I snuck out of my room and into the bathroom. I looked in the trash
and the condom was gone. Jackpot.

My cock thickened as I walked toward his door. I opened it without
knocking. Sean jumped as I walked in. He was sprawled out on his bed, the
condom sitting on his bare chest. He had his hand in his boxers, but didn't
have his cock out yet.

"Busted." I said.

He blushed.

"You can't have that." I said, "You've got to earn it."

Sean sat up in his bed and his eyes stared at the bulge between my legs.

"I thought you weren't into dick." I said.

"I'm not, I'm just . . . " Sean stumbled over his words. He looked down at
the loaded condom sitting on his chest.

I walked over to the bed and crawled onto it. Then I slipped behind Sean
and cradled him between my legs. His skin was incredibly hot, and as his
back pressed against my stomach, my cock started to get hard again. I
understood his confusion. I wasn't really into guys, not romantically at
least. Even sexually, it wasn't a man's body that turned me on as much as
what I could do to it. I liked turning a man into my plaything, I liked
proving that I was stronger and more dominant.

I snuck my mouth behind Sean's ear and breathed against his skin. His whole
body shuddered. I whispered, "Just say it. Once and for all. You've got to
just admit it to yourself." I said, "So tell me son, do you like cock?"

I grabbed my condom from his chest and dragged the heavy tip across his
skin before putting it on the nightstand next to us. Then I arched my hips
and pressed my dick into his ass.

"Yes," he hissed. "I like cock."

"And cum?"

"And cum," Sean said.

"Yeah, that's why you dug through the trash for dad's load." I said. I
rubbed his shoulders, trying to get him as hot as possible. "Is it just my
cock that you like, Sean? Am I the only one?"

There was a long pause. I could tell that he was thinking about whether or
not to tell me the truth. Maybe he was having a hard time admitting it to
himself.

"Who is he?" I prompted.

"No one." Sean said.

I started to get up, picking up the condom and untangling our legs. Then I
said, "If you're going to lie to me, you can rub one out by yourself. I can
tell you're hungry for dick, but if you want it you need to be completely
honest with your old man. So, when you're ready to tell me the truth, come
and find me."

He shuddered, his whole body literally shook, then he blurted out, "Like
everyone. All I do is check out my friends. I can't figure out what the
fuck is wrong with me."

I licked the back of his ear. "Nothing is wrong with you. Like I said
before, you're just hungry. Starving in fact. As soon as you admit that,
you'll get all the dick you need and you won't feel this way anymore."

He turned his head and looked up at me. His big brown eyes were filled with
lust and also an amazing amount of trust. I kissed him on the forehead and
then shoved a finger into his mouth. He sucked down on it and his hand
moved to his cock. I grabbed his forearm and pulled his hand away. He
didn't try to resist.

"So who are you hot for, boy?' I asked, "Tell me who's in the lead to be my
son's main man."

"Chaz," he blurted out.

"Chaz." I repeated. I knew the guy. He was about six foot one with classic
boy next door looks. Short blond hair, bright blue eyes, a killer smile,
and a good personality. "Nice choice, he's a stud. What do you like about
him?"

"His chest."

I had started to rub Sean's chest, and he was in a sort of trance. His eyes
were closed and his dick was hard against his belly. When he told me about
Chaz's chest, his dick bounced against his abs.

"Yeah, he's about as wide as a door. Strong legs too." I said, "Have you
seen his cock?"

Sean nodded. He still hadn't opened his eyes.

"Tell me about it."

"Uh . . .he doesn't shave. He's got a big bush. And, uh, his dick isn't
cut. Like mine. His balls are fucking huge too. When he bends over, they
hang down between his thighs."

"Have you seen him hard?"

"No." Sean said, "But I think it's really big." The last part was just a
whisper, as if in the last thirty seconds he had once again become
embarrassed by his love of cock.

"What do you want to do to him?"

"I, uh, I don't know, dad." he said, "It's like, when I see him in the
locker-room or in the weight room, I just want to bury my face between his
legs. I want his big thighs to crush my skull, you know."

He turned bright red, his face, his chest, all of him. "Ugh," he groaned.

"It's alright. No more beating yourself up for what you want, ok? There's
no shame in wanting a stud like that to use his muscle on you." I said, "So
you shove your face between his legs and then what? You get to breath in
his fucking jock sweat, feel his huge thighs against the side of your face?
What else have you got going on in that dirty mind of yours? What's my fag
son been fantasizing about?"

Sean was breathing hard and while he thought about the next step, I reached
for the condom and untied it. I slipped my finger inside and dipped it into
my load. Then I took my finger and slipped it between Sean's lips. He
sucked down on it, tasted my cum, and then started to lick it like a
popsicle.

"What happens next fag?"

Sean blushed again. "Uh, in my head? In my head we get caught. Someone
walks in."

"Who?"

"Sam," he said.

"Unexpected." I said. Sam was a Latino guy at the high school. He was about
5 foot 8 with a cute face and dark skin. Every time I saw him he had his
hair perfectly styled or was waring a cap backwards. His arms were decently
developed, and I guessed that he probably had some solid muscle development
underneath his clothes.

"What happens next?" I asked again.

"I don't really know, dad. It just, uh, usually I blow my load by the time
I get to that point. Just, Sam walks in and, you know, pretty soon I've got
my face in his crotch too. And they're sort of passing me back and forth,
humping my face with their hard-ons."

"You mean they never even take off their clothes?" I said, "Man you are
hard up. I was thinking that you'd be ok swinging from my dick for a while,
but I've got to get you some cock soon, huh?"

Sean was completely hard and he moved his hand to his cock. I grabbed his
wrist and pushed it away. "You never cum before me. Ever." I growled. Then
I got close to his ear and whispered, "Your friend Chaz is totally into
guys. I've seen him checking me out. He would fuck you absolutely stupid if
he knew what you were like. You like that idea? Chaz and Sam fucking your
face, then your ass, then one in your ass and one in your face. Just you
being a fag for two sweaty, pumped up jocks."

"Ah fuck." he moaned as I twisted one of his nipples.

"You got gym class tomorrow?" I asked. He nodded and I started to stand
up. "I want you to grab something from one of their lockers. Be creative,
ok. And don't you dare jerk off until I get home. As soon as you've got
your hands on their gear your dick is going to feel like it will explode,
but you are not allowed to touch it. Got it?"

"Uh, how am I . . ."

"Figure it out," I said, "They're your friends, they trust you. Just wait
until they're in the shower or something."

* * * * *

I was dying to get home the next day. When I did, Sean was sitting in the
living room like a puppy dog. As soon as I walked in, he stood up. His dick
was tenting the front of his jeans.

"Did you get something?"

"Yeah," he said. His whole face turned red. He reached into his backpack
and pulled out a plastic grocery bag. He walked over to me and put it in my
hand. I reached inside and pulled out a pair of gray boxer briefs. They
were still damp with sweat.

"Jesus fuck." I said, "I didn't think you'd actually do it. Whose are
they?"

"Sam's" he said.

"He's a hot little guy. Have you smelled them yet?"

"No," he said. Then he groaned, "If I move in the wrong way I'm going to
cum. I'm so fucking pent up."

"Take out your cock and jerk it. Right now. I want you to cum. Get it out
of your system" He did as he was told and started to jerk his cock. As he
did, I unbuttoned my shirt. I pressed his face into my pit. He lasted about
five seconds after that.

He didn't groan or even make a sound. He just huffed and puffed against my
skin as he blasted his load across the coffee table. His load shot at least
six feet. I forgot how powerful a teen orgasm can be. When he was done,
there were six separate ropes of cum on the black laminate. I glanced once
at him and raised an eyebrow, waiting. He bent down and licked it all up. I
slapped his ass once and then said, "Good boy. Now go up to my
bedroom. There's a present for you on the bed."

I went into the kitchen and had a quick drink, giving Sean some time to
change. Then I walked down the hall and into my bedroom. Sean was standing
in front of the mirror in a tight Andrew Christian jockstrap. The elastic
pulled at his ass cheeks and framed them perfectly, his fat cock was bound
up in the pouch. He turned and looked at me.

"Wow." I said as I walked toward him, "I'm not thinking the kinds of
thoughts a father is supposed to think."

My son was an absolute stud. Muscular, lean, and handsome. In the jockstrap
he looked like a pornstar. I wanted to lick every inch of his body. I
walked up to him and kissed him along the neck while I slowly lifted his
arm. Then I buried my face in his pit and breathed in his teen musk. As my
tongue dove into his pit hair, I reached down and grabbed his junk,
kneading it in my hand.

I was out of control. I grabbed him by the shoulder and flipped him around
before pushing him down on the bed. His perfect ass stared back at me and I
dove in. While I licked at his hole, pushing it open and spitting all over
his ass, I reached down and pulled my cock out of my jeans. Then I
straightened up and shoved into Sean.

He yelled out and crawled forward on the bed. I put my hand on the back of
his neck and pinned him against the mattress. I thrust into him for a solid
minute while he bit down on my comforter. I licked at his shoulder, kissing
him and biting his skin. After a minute, he started to thrust up against my
body and his yelps turned into moans. After another minute, I was dropping
a massive nut into his ass. When I pulled out and stood up my cock slammed
against my stomach.

Sean didn't move and my cum oozed out of his asshole and soaked into the
fabric of his jock. I walked over to him and pulled his face up by the
hair.

"Holy shit. Did that just happen?" he said. His face was sweaty and his
eyes were a little red.

"You've got me on fire today, boy."

"I think you might have broken my asshole."

"You'll live." I said.

I sat down next to him and pulled him into my side. "You took that like a
champ, son." I said.

He reached behind himself like he was checking that he was still whole. I
leaned off the bed and grabbed the bag with Sam's gear. "I can't believe
you took this. Just a few days ago you said you weren't a fag, now you're
stealing your buddy's gear."

"I've had a thing for Sam for a while. I think I just didn't get what it
was about. That tight little body though . . ."

"Little guys like him can be pretty hot. I'd love to see him put it to a
stud like you." I said, "Maybe after practice one of these days. You're in
there showering, he comes in and you're sitting on a bench. He walks up to
you, shirt off, sweat rolling down his chest, maybe he runs his hand
through his hair. Then he slips his hand behind your neck and . . ."

I pressed Sam's briefs into Sean's face. He breathed in deeply, surprised
at first and then clearly turned on. He started to breath quickly, huffing
and puffing as he realized that he was actually smelling his buddies sweaty
crotch. I rubbed the fabric into his face, getting the moist sweat all over
his skin. Then I pulled it away. Sean shuddered.

"I think I'm going to cum again."

"Not yet" I said, grabbing his wrist and pulling it away from his
crotch. "Get your phone."

Sean jumped off the bed and ran into his room. I watched his perfect ass
bounce as he walked out and grabbed at my dick again. When Sean walked back
in he adjusted the pouch of his jock. Again, I was struck not just by his
beauty but his total, cum-fuck-me gettup.

"You are going to be really popular, son. College is going to be one hell
of a ride."

"You think?"

"I know."

He sat down on the bed next to me again. I put my arm around him, "Text Sam
and tell him you found his shorts."

"What?"

"Tell him that they ended up in your bag or something."

"Why would I do that?"

"Shut the fuck up and do it." I said. "I know I've been treating you good
lately, but you better remember who's in charge or I'm going to tan that
ass before I fuck it next time."

"What should I say, sir?" he said, emphasizing the last word.

"Just that you found them and you'll give them back tomorrow."

"Fine, he said. A minute later his phone buzzed. "He'll grab them
tomorrow. I don't see why you want me to get them back."

"If Sam is even a little smart, he knows you took them to play with
them. And if he's even a little into fucking dudes, you're going to be on
your knees in front of him tomorrow."

"You're going to make me suck my buddy's dick?"

"No. Your buddy is going to make you suck his dick. And you're going to
love it." I pushed the briefs back into his face. "Tomorrow, if you're
lucky, you're going to get at this dick." I saw him swallow, "Look at you
drooling like a dog. My little cock-sucking boy is going to make daddy
proud. When Sam finds out how good you are, you're going to be sucking his
dick everyday."

I grabbed the remote and turned on a basketball game. Sean cuddled up
against me, but I pushed him away. "When my cock is hard, your place is
between my legs, not against my side, fag."

He looked a little bummed out, but he crawled down the bed and grabbed my
dick. I reached down and pulled on my shaft, pushing my foreskin up around
the tip of my cock. "Get in there, boy. Dig way down deep."

Sean shoved hid tongue into my hood and sucked on the skin. I rubbed his
head, "You like it in there, don't you. Maybe I'll skip the shower tomorrow
and teach you what Daddy's cock tastes like in its' natural state. I think
you deserve that since you've been such a good boy."

He continued to suck on the tip of my dick while his tongue played with my
foreskin. When I was pleased, I pushed his head away and shoved him into my
balls. "There you go, you dirty whore, get your mouth on the nuts that made
you. Get all your little brother's and sisters excited."

The dirty talk always turned Sean on. As he sucked on my balls his phone
buzzed and I grabbed it. "Uh oh." I said, "Looks like Sam's as smart as I
thought he was. He wants to know how you ended up with his gear."

Sean pulled his head out of my junk and his face was bright red. I tossed
him the phone. "Tell him you're not sure."

He tapped away, waited, and then looked up at me. "He says they were in his
locker."

"Say you found them on the ground."

"He just said whatever. He says we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"When he asks, I want you to tell him he's hot and you just got carried
away but felt guilty afterward."

"Dad." Sean said. He was whining. "I can't . . . "

"Fine. Stick with saying you found them on the ground. You're the one
that's going to miss out on sucking his dick."

"Whatever."

Just then his phone buzzed again. "Uh oh. Look like someone's on to you." I
said when I read the text. "He says that he thinks you took them because
you're into him."

"What do I say?"

"Nothing. He's working it out. Give him a minute."

The next message came about thirty seconds later. "Are you into me?"

"Say yes." I said as I tossed Sean the phone.

"He could show anyone?"

"He won't." I said flatly.

I grabbed my cock and slapped Sean hard across the face. He pulled away and
actually looked a little hurt. "Say yes, boy, or I'm going to get out my
belt."

He actually looked conflicted, but he said yes to Sam. His phone buzzed a
minute later, "He wants me to wait for him after practice."

"Well, you're either going to get a boyfriend or a straight dick to play
with. If he tries to beat you up you'll be able to take him, so no worries
there."

"But . . " Sean started to say.

I pushed my feet into the bed and lifted my hips. "Shut up and lick my
asshole, boy. Conversation is over."

Sean grumbled to himself but then he buried himself between my
cheeks. Eating ass was still something new to him, and he wasn't too
enthusiastic about it. I felt like I had pushed him far enough, so I didn't
yell at him for doing a sucky job. Instead, I just let him lick my asshole
and taint, paying attention to whatever interested him at the time. I did,
however, try to smother him with my flesh. I closed my thighs around his
head and pushed hard, squeezing his skull between my quads. He mumbled and
groaned while I jerked off.

When my dick was good and hard, I grabbed Sean by the hair and lifted him
out of my crotch. I held my cock up straight and pointed it at him. "Sit on
it."

His dick was hard and jumping with his heartbeat. He crawled up onto me and
then slid onto my cock. His face twisted as he sat down onto it. It still
hurt him each and every time. In reality, I liked it that way.

After my dick was all the way in him, he leaned forward and buried his face
in my chest hair. He rubbed the sides of my body and licked at my tits. I
let him have his fun for a minute or two while I slowly rocked in and out
of his teen cunt. In the end, though, I wasn't in for a love fest. I
grabbed him by the hair and looked him straight in the face.

He stared into my eyes, half full of a son's trust and half full of lust. I
spit into his mouth and then told him to turn around. When he was riding me
reverse cowgirl, I wrapped my hands around his chest and pulled him down so
that he was laying on top of me. I shoved my dick up hard into his gut and
he grunted in pain. I fucked him like that for a minute, with his muscular
back pressed against my hairy chest. Then I grabbed Sam's briefs off the
side of the bed.

I took a quick whiff of them. Sam was a stud and I love throwing a little
guy around the bedroom. I didn't think my son was in trouble. I'd picked up
on the fact that he was a fag and other dominant studs were going to be
picking up on it too. A guy like Sean couldn't help it. When a big alpha
jock came toward him, he had to submit and be subservient. With all the
teen hormones raging though their bodies, it wouldn't have been long before
someone shoved a cock into his mouth,.

As I lunged up into Sean's body, I wrapped my arms around his chest,
pulling his own hands back. Then I locked Sam's sweaty briefs over his
face. He gasped as he breathed in and his asshole clamped down on my
dick. I groaned loudly and bit down on the back of his neck. Then with my
free hand I squeezed one of his nipples.

The combination of nipple play and smelling his bro's junk was enough. I
felt his orgasm approaching as his asshole started to pulse around my
cock. Then he moaned and whined as his cock shot his load into the air and
coated his abs.

I whispered into his ear. "That's it son. Use your asshole to milk my
cock. Get your old man to shoot his nut into your ass. Make me cum."

I bit down hard into his shoulder as Sean writhed on top of me. My own
orgasm raced through my body, nearly causing me to black out. I held onto
Sean tightly, pulling his muscular body against my skin and hugging him
tight. Each thrust caused him to whimper just a little bit, and I could
tell that now that he had cum, he was hurting.

When I finally finished shooting my load, Sean tried to crawl off of me. I
held him close. Then I grabbed Sam's briefs and used them to wipe up Sean's
cum.

Sean looked exhausted as he rolled off of me and onto the foot of the
bed. His hair was messy and his eyes were glazed over. I looked at his
phone and said, "Wow, it's way past your bedtime." I handed him Sam's
briefs, "Give these to Sam tomorrow. I expect a full report. Turn the
lights off when you leave." Then I kicked him off the bed and rolled over
to go to sleep.

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Hope you guys like it – Charlie
cosmic709@yahoo.com