Date: Fri, 6 Jan 2017 02:21:41 +0000 (UTC)
From: Charlie <cosmic709@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teaching My Son A Lesson Part 4

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Teaching My Son a Lesson, Part 4
C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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I woke up early the next day and made breakfast for Sean. I heard the
shower running and then he walked into the kitchen with a towel tied around
his narrow waist.  I walked up to him, tweaked one of his nipples, and then
pulled the towel away. He made a move to cover up his cock before he
remembered that I'd seen it all before. I reached out and fondled him
gently.

"No underwear today." I said, "And wear something loose so that Sam can see
your boner."

"Dad," he said in a whiny voice, "I think Sam is just fucking with me."

"If you're lucky he's going to be fucking with you, Sean. You're going to
taste your second cock today and find out how another man puts it to a guy
like you. Are you excited?"

He blushed bright red. "Yeah."

"That's my boy." I said as I opened up my bathrobe. My cock was half-hard
and the glans was swollen. It looked pretty big, and I saw Sean's tongue
lick his upper lip. "Why don't you practice one last time, boy."

Sean dropped to his knees and engulfed my cock. We didn't draw it out. He
sucked the tip and lapped at my balls while I worked the shaft. A couple of
minutes later I was feeding him a protein rich, pre-breakfast
snack. Afterward, I pulled my robe back on and sat down at the table. Sean
did the same, still bare ass naked. I pushed my foot between his thighs and
pressed it against his hard cock. As he ate, I played with his junk, trying
to keep him on edge.

He had already styled his hair and looked hot. Even if he didn't know it,
subconsciously he was trying to make himself pretty for Sam. I told him he
looked good and he smiled. "I feel good."

"Yeah, you starting to be ok with who you are?"

"I guess," he shoveled food into his mouth. "I enjoy it, right. It makes me
happy, and I'm doing better in school, and you're not yelling at me all the
time. It's weird, but, when I'm, you know, I feel relaxed."

"When you're "you know"?" I asked, "Just say it, son. When you're sucking
cock."

"Yeah, when I'm, uh, sucking a guy's cock and after, I feel really chill."

"Today's going to be great for you. Sam's a stud. I'm actually a little
jealous cause I'd like to watch this happen." I said, "Just one
rule. Today's blow-job is it for now. I want to make sure he's man enough
to take care of my boy before I let him at your whole. OK?"

Sean blushed again, "I need to tell him about you?"

"Not about us, no." I said, "Just find a reason to keep him away from your
hole. Make something up or something."

Sean rolled his eyes. He still resented me when I exercised control over
his life, but he knew it was good for him. After all, I was the one who set
things up with Sam. I stood up from the table and rubbed his hair. "Good
luck today, fag. You're going to be great."

I spent the day at work thinking about Sean and Sam hooking up. My boy was
a natural whore and the thought of him getting used by his jock buddies
kept my dick hard all through the morning. When I realized that the time
had come when Sean was probably on his knees in front of Sam, I couldn't
focus anymore. I wondered if the little Latino stud would draw it out or if
he would shoot his load down Sean's throat right away. Sometimes young guys
get overly excited when they see a willing mouth, and it would be a bummer
if Sam didn't live up to Sean's fantasies. When I couldn't take it anymore,
I drove back the house and waited for Sean to return home.

As soon as Sean entered, I knew that things had gone well. He had a big
smile on his face.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Big." he said, "And he's kind of twisted. Like you. Rough and dirty." Sean
said with a smile.

"No regrets?"

"I'm trying not to think that way. I'm just having fun."

"That's a new attitude. If you embrace who you are and stop fighting,
you're going to get lots of guys like Sam. Tell me what happened."

Sean sat down on the couch and started to tell me the story.

As it turned out, Sam couldn't wait until the end of the day to meet up
with Sean. When he saw him before class in the morning, he grabbed the lump
between his legs and shook it at Sean while they crossed in the
hallway. Even though he was smaller, only about 5'8", Sam was confident and
a thrill seeker. Two minutes later Sean got a text from him. "Hope you're
hungry," it said. When Sean didn't reply, Sam texted him again and asked
him to meet him in one of the bathrooms. Sean raised his hand and got a
pass so he could go find Sam.

As soon as Sean walked into the bathroom, Sam snuck around behind him and
locked the door. He looked at Sean. "Stealing a guy's sweaty gear, dude,
that's pretty sick. I mean, I know I'm hot and everything, but if you
wanted to sniff my shit, you could have at least asked."

"I, uh . . ."

"You owe me a pair of shorts, dude. You gonna give them back?"

Sean had the briefs balled up in his back pocket, and he quickly took them
out and handed them to Sam. Sam unfolded the fabric and ran his fingers
over it.

"Is this cum?"

"Yeah, I mean, I got a little excited, you know. After you texted me."

Sam tossed them back to Sean. "I don't want something with your cum on
it. You can buy me some new ones. Now get over here." Sam said as he
pointed to a spot on the floor in front of him.

Sean walked over and stood in front of Sam. After about five seconds, it
became obvious that he wasn't supposed to be standing. He dropped to his
knees. As soon as he hit the ground, Sam stepped close to him, so that his
crotch was about an inch away from Sean's face.

"What're you waiting for dude? You wanted to sniff my dick, so go for it."
Sam grabbed the back of Sean's head and forced him into the denim. Sean
breathed in deeply and loudly, so that Sam would know that he was actually
doing it. The smell was familiar. He'd spent a good part of the night with
Sam's briefs on his face. He took another deep breath and then Sam pushed
him away.

"Man, dude. I was excited when I found out that you're into my cock, but
knowing that you're a dirty fag is even better. All this time we've known
each other you could've been helping me out and taking my loads." He
unbuttoned his jeans. "You want a peek at what you're going to get?"

Sean nodded.

Sam slowly pulled down the zipper, watching Sean as he opened his fly. His
pubes, long and straight, poked out of his jeans and the top of his shaft
became visible. He pulled open his jeans and pushed them off his hips. His
dick hung inches from Sean's face. It was dark brown, about four inches
long, and uncut. His balls, big and smooth, hung low behind it.

"You lick it and we're done. Understand?"

Sean nodded again and then Sam grabbed the back of his head and pulled him
into his bush. For thirty seconds he rubbed his balls and cock against
Sean's face, making sure that every inch of skin had been touched by what
was between his legs. When he was done, he moved away and looked down at
Sean.

"There. You like the smell of my cock so much, now you'll get to smell it
all day. See you after classes are done. You might want to skip lunch,
cause I'm going to fuck that throat like I own it."

Sean stood in the bathroom in shock. He'd expected that Sam would want a
blow-job, and he knew that the Latino stud had a fair amount of
self-confidence, but his aggressive attitude was a little unexpected. He
shoved Sam's briefs back into his pocket and walked to class. When he
looked down between his legs, he noticed his hard on and a big wet spot on
the front of his jean. Then he smelled Sam's body on his face. He knew he
would be hard most of the day, and his precum would probably soak his
pants. He had to hold his hands over his bulge when he walked into the
classroom.

Six hours later, Sean could barely contain himself. He'd been thinking
about Sam's cock and smelling his junk on his face all day long. He thought
about rubbing one out, but worried that it would make things worse. So he
waited, and eventually met Sam in an abandoned hallway next to the locker
rooms.

Sam had been working out. He was wearing a gray pair of cotton shorts,
darkened around the waist with sweat, and a black t-shirt that grabbed at
his chest. The dude was compact and muscular, and the clothes showed off
all of his assets. His hair was a little messy and his muscles were pumped
up.

He grabbed at his cock. "You ready for it."

Sean swallowed. Then he nodded.

"Good deal." He walked up to Sean and grabbed him by the neck. Half pulling
him and half leading him, he took him into the abandoned locker-room. Then
he pushed Sean down onto his knees.

In a second, Sam had stepped out of his shorts and locked the door behind
him. He pulled off his shirt. Sean was shocked. The only man he'd ever seen
naked and been able to look at was his dad. Sam was the complete opposite
from his bulky, hairier father. His body was lean and rippling with
muscle. He had almost no hair on his stomach or chest. He was young, and
absolutely beautiful. He grabbed his dick again, pulling on it.

"Is this what you were hoping for when you grabbed my shit?"

"I wasn't really thinking." Sean said.

"I gotta tell you, I've heard about guys like you. My older brother told me
about them, told me that I could use a dude like you however I wanted to. I
didn't believe it until I saw what a slut you were for my gear. And then
this morning, I fucking humped your face, bro, and you didn't even flinch."

Sean couldn't' take his eyes off of Sam's dick. He was half hard and was
getting harder quickly. His foreskin was thick and curled around his
glans. It didn't bunch up over the tip like his and his dad's did, but
formed a perfect circle around the big brown head. As Sean stared at it,
Sam's cock throbbed and bounced getting fuller and longer with each beat of
Sam's heart. Sean swallowed audibly and then looked up at Sam.

"Jesus, bro, your mouth is actually watering from staring at my
dick. You're that thirsty for it. Guess you don't get a lot of chances to
get what you need."

Sean didn't say anything in response. Sam grabbed his head by the hair and
turned his face up toward him. He spit on his face and then laughed,
"Fucking ask me for it dude. I want to hear you beg for it."

If you had asked Sean ahead of time, he would have told you that he
couldn't do that, but as he felt the heat from Sam's body, he couldn't turn
down an attempt to suck his cock. He'd been thinking about it all day. He
stared up into Sam's eyes and said, "Please let me suck your cock."

Sam smiled, "Sure." he said. tThen he grabbed Sean by the ears and pulled
him toward his cock.

Sean opened up his mouth and took the half hard dick into his mouth. Sam
pulled him all the way down and he began to suck and lick at the mass of
flesh. As it got hard, the head pushed against the back of his throat. He'd
succeeded a couple of times at deep throating his dad, but he wasn't that
great at it yet. He choked and pulled away.

Sam wasn't pleased. He let Sean catch his breath and then shoved back into
his mouth. He allowed Sean to suck him on his own for a minute and then
made for his throat again. Sean coughed it up again.

"Jesus, dude." Sam said, "I can get a chick to nurse on my cock. I want to
get into that throat. It's suppose to feel fucking amazing and dudes are
the best at doing it."

He grabbed Sean by the neck again and pushed him toward a bench. "Lay back
and open up. We'll try it this way."

Sean did as he was told. He laid on his back and let his head hang off the
bench. Sam lined his dick up with his throat and shoved in. When he reached
the back of Sean's throat, he kept pushing, and this time, the muscles gave
way and he thrust in. Six inches of hard teen cock slipped into Sean's
throat and for about three seconds he held it there. Sean looked up and all
he saw was Sam's ass. All he could smell was the dude's balls. After the
day he'd had, he was familiar with the aroma, and it drove him wild.

Sam slammed his chest with his fist as he pulled his dick out. "Look at
you, you're getting throat raped and you're hard as a rock."

He shoved back in and bent over Sean, thrusting in deep. Sean gagged,
coughed, and sputtered, but Sam kept driving in and out of his throat. His
eyes were watering, his face was covered in spit, and he was about ready to
call it quits. Just then, Sam pulled out. He dropped his balls into Sean's
mouth.

"Fucking eat my nuts, bro. Your throat skills need some work, but show me
what you can do with that mouth of yours."

Sean sucked on the dude's balls. They were big, probably bigger than his
dad's, and shaved clean. The slick skin moved around in his mouth and he
could barely contain his own sexual excitement. He lifted his hips,
automatically fucking the air, as he licked those balls and took in the
feeling of Sam's thick thighs against the side of his head. It was almost
too much and he couldn't hang on. He moaned as he shot his own load into
his pants.

Sean's body shuddered as he came, and he shot such a massive load that the
cum quickly soaked through the fabric of his jeans. Sam reached down, and
grabbed his chin. He stared into his eyes. "Did you really just cum from
sucking on my balls? You're that into dick?" When Sean nodded Sam grinned
ear to ear, "Fuck me. This is way better than I thought it would be. You're
fucking wired to worship cock. It's like it's in your nature or something."

Sam pulled on his dick, his big balls swinging over Sean's eyes. Then he
slipped the tip into his mouth. "Here it comes, faggot. Fucking drink my
nut. Get a taste of what you've been waiting for."

Sean opened his mouth eagerly. There was no reason for him to pretend he
didn't want it. He was eager for Sam's load, eager to see if it lived up to
the way he'd hyped it up in his head. Sean locked his lips around the head
of Sam's dick and felt it swell in his mouth.

"Fuck." Sam called out, long and low.

Sean's mouth was filled with cum. It spilled out around his lips and then
Sam pulled out and started to jack his dick as he came. The last dribbles
of cum splashed onto Sean's lips. As Sam calmed down, he started to push
the rest of his nut into Sean's mouth with the head of his cock.

"You like that, fag? You like my stud cum? Bet you're thinking of all the
babies I'm gonna make with this dick. Wishing that I could push it up into
you and knock you up. You'd like that, wouldn't you, having my seed
swimming around in your pussy."

Sean whimpered with lust. It was like Sam was reading his mind. He was
still savoring his cum, rolling it around in his mouth and trying to get
the entire flavor profile. It was different than his dad's. It was saltier
and thicker. He was still thinking about it when Sam moved away from
him. When Sean sat up, Sam was already pulling up his pants.

"Do you get fucked?" Sam asked as if it was the most normal question in the
world.

"Uh, only a little."

"Bummer. It would have been fun to take your cherry cunt. Never fucked a
dude before, but then again you're not much of a dude."

"C'mon man." Sean started. He was sick of being demeaned by the guy. At
least his dad made him feel halfway good about himself when they were done.

"You just drank my load, so don't pretend that you're a big man. Not around
me, not anymore. When you want more of this, text me. Don't be embarrassed;
I know you'll want more . . ."

By the time he had finished the story, Sean had moved to my lap. As he
talked, I played with his dick. By the time he got to the end of the story,
I had slipped a hand down the back of his jeans and was toying with his
hole. It pulsed and twitched while he talked. The kid really was a fag
through and through. He craved cock and needed it inside of him. His
asshole was alive with lust while he worked through the story. There was
only one way to please him. Only one way he could be happy.

"Overall a good time then?" I asked.

"He was a little rough." Sean said.

"Maybe some day you can text him and ask him to come over to fuck you. I'll
help him treat you like you need to be treated."

"Dad" Sean whined.

"If the kid is going to use your mouth while you're at school, he needs to
know how to treat you. I don't want my son being treated like garbage by
some jock. I don't care if the guy is hot, he's gotta respect his fag."

Sean looked up at me. I could see that he was confused. How could I respect
him and call him a fag at the same time? Of course, he knew that I loved
him, and I tried to treat him just good enough to let him know that, but a
guy like him doesn't respond well to non-stop affection. If you spoil them
they get a little crazy, but with a little discipline and affection they
can become the ultimate companion. Sam needed to be taught that. Someone
had to explain to him that training a fag was like training a dog. You
needed to use both positive and negative reinforcement.

"You know he's going to tell other guys. You're going to be real popular in
a few weeks."

Sean started to stiffen, "I don't think I want that."

"It's what you're going to get." I said. I was rubbing his neck with one
hand and playing with his hole with the other. "Plus, they won't tell
everyone. They don't want people to know a dude is sucking their dicks. If
you're lucky, maybe you'll find a special guy. They're not all straight you
know."

"I'm still not sure that I'm not straight." Sean said. "I wasn't exactly a
cock-hound before two weeks ago."

"You'll figure it out." I said, "Now how about you take my pants off and
help me out."

Sean rolled off of me and slipped between my legs. He unbuttoned my jeans
and opened up the fly. I was free-balling in anticipation of the night, and
when Sean pulled the fly open my dick popped out. I'd been leaking precum
in my shorts while he told me what had happened and the head was swollen
and slimy.

"Hang on," I said. I put the head of my dick right in front of his
eyes. "Today's a special day for you, cocksucker. It's the first day that
you get two different men in one day. Think about that. You've had two
cocks in that mouth today. How does that make you feel."

I saw him swallow a mouthful of saliva. "Hungry," he said.

"Fuck me." I groaned, "You're perfect, boy. I couldn't' be prouder."

As he grinned at me, I pulled him into my groin, and he started to take
care of his old man.

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