Date: Thu, 9 May 2013 17:18:45 -0500
From: Jim Vance <jimvance2@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Lovers and the Ghost 6 & 7

                    The Lovers and the Ghost
                          By Jim Vance
                   Copyright 2012 by Jim Vance
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                               Six
   Tad  watched his new daddy pull his clothes off. Frank watched
his  son's  cock  grow  erect  as he  stripped.  Frank  was  very
relieved. His son still lusted after him. That was very important
to Frank.
   Once Frank was naked, he turned around slowly for Tad.
   "Oh, Dad!"
   "Do I look OK?"
   "You are real sexy, Dad."
   Frank  grinned at his son. He pulled his foreskin back  slowly
and watched the lust build in Tad's eyes. Frank wished he had his
original cock, but Tad's reaction was better than he had hoped.
   "I want it."
   Frank grinned. "It's yours, Tad. Just like before. My cock  is
your toy. The more you play with it, the happier I will be."
   Tad  grinned. Tony had said something very similar to him.  He
had  three  wonderful toys hanging between the legs of his  three
husbands.
   Frank  took his son's hand and they walked into the  bathroom.
Frank  brushed  his teeth and then rinsed his  mouth.  He  pulled
Tad's mouth to his and they kissed.
   Tad  wrapped  his  arms around his lover.  Frank  pulled  away
after a while and turned on the water. They got in the shower and
Tad washed his father.
   While  his  son  washed him, Frank asked, "Has Uncle  Al  been
feeding you?"
   Tad laughed for a while. Frank didn't understand why.
   "Yes, Dad."
   "Why was it funny?"
   "You'll see later."
   That reminded Tad of his other uncle.
   "Dad,  Al  said that Mom wouldn't let Uncle Roger see  me.  Do
you know why?"
   "No. I don't. I think I will find out. Roger is a good guy.  I
should have kept in touch with him, despite your mother. He  gave
me  my  bachelor party, and before you and I started having  sex,
that  was the most fun I ever had. I know he loved you very  much
and you loved him."
   "That's  what  Al  and Tony said. I don't  remember  him  very
well."
   "I  think  you were four the last time you saw him. I'll  call
him later."
   "Thanks, Dad."
   They  rinsed  off and Frank took his son to his father's  bed.
They  got under the covers and kissed while Tad held his father's
cock.
   Frank  noticed  that Tad kissed him with his eyes  closed.  He
guessed  he  was  remembering his old body. But his  son  was  as
enthusiastic  as  he had ever been, so Frank didn't  mind.  After
they  kissed  for a few minutes, Frank moved up on  the  bed  and
offered  his (new) cock to his son. Tad pulled back his  foreskin
and  gave  the  head  one of his special tongue  baths.  Tad  was
immediately rewarded with syrup. It tasted very good. He  wrapped
his  lips  around the end and stroked the shaft with both  hands.
His  dad  produced lots of delicious syrup for him. Tad swallowed
and swallowed.
   "Make me come, baby. My balls are full."
   Tad  looked  up at him with his eyes crinkled. He  was  happy.
Frank  stroked the side of his son's head while the boy  fellated
him.  He  had to admit that it was nice having almost his  entire
cock in Tad's mouth.
   "Oh, I think I see Bob," Frank said. "I have missed him."  Tad
tried  to  laugh around his cock. "Oh, Bob has a hungry  look.  I
better feed him."
   The  two maintained eye contact while Tad brought him  to  the
edge  and  then  over  that  wonderful hill.  Frank  groaned  and
ejaculated.  His  son  swallowed  hungrily.  He  made  noises  of
pleasure as he swallowed which made Frank chuckle. Bob was such a
grateful  feeder. Frank let his head fall back  and  enjoyed  his
son's  warm, wet mouth around his cock. His orgasm lasted a  long
time. He wondered if it was because Matt hadn't come for a while.
Tad  squeezed every drop of juice out of his cock. He licked  the
last of it off before grinning at his dad.
   "Wow, Dad! Your cum tastes great!"
   Frank  grinned. "Does it? Does that mean you might  like  some
more next week?"
   "Next week? Dad!"
   They both laughed.
   Tad wrapped his hand around his new toy. He kissed it.
   "I think you like him."
   "I do. I love him."
   "He still loves you just as much. He just looks different."
   Tad  grinned  at  him.  "He  had  plastic  surgery  to  become
beautiful."
   Frank lay back down and pulled his lover close.
   "You  do  think it's beautiful?" He sighed. "I was  so  afraid
you wouldn't want me anymore, my love."
   Tad  almost cried when his dad called him that. Frank wiped  a
tear from Tad's cheek.
   "I  will  always want you. You are my lover, Dad." Tad  stared
at his father for a minute. "Maybe we won't have to hide the fact
that we are lovers. I have to hide Tony and Al, but maybe you can
be my official, public lover."
   Frank  hadn't thought of that. It was true, though. Tad wasn't
that much younger than Matt.
   "That's true, baby."
   "Wouldn't  that be great to go somewhere we can be  ourselves?
Where we didn't have to pretend we weren't?"
   "It  would, baby. Not that I mind whether people know how much
I love you. It's none of their business."
   They  kissed again. Tad couldn't keep his hands off his  dad's
body,  He  ran  his hands over every bit of it. He even  examined
Frank's  toes.  Frank was very happy. When Tad  got  behind  him,
pulled his cheeks apart, and began rimming him, Frank knew he had
died  and  gone to heaven. That phrase had a lot more meaning  to
him.
   Finally, he pulled away. "I want to fuck you, baby."
   Tad  rolled onto his back and grinned. Frank reached  for  the
lube on the bedside table.
   "I've Tony's cum inside me."
   "Oh."
   Frank  applied lube to his cock. He rolled Tad onto his  back,
pulled  his legs up and pushed inside him. He slid in easily.  It
was  a definite change from before when Tad would clinch his eyes
in pain. Tad grinned happily as their bodies pressed together.
   "It feels great, Dad!"
   "Do you like it more or less than before?"
   "You won't mind?"
   "No.  There is nothing either one of us can do about it. I  am
just curious."
   "I  like  your  new cock better. It's easier to  suck  and  it
didn't  hurt  when  you pushed inside me. It has  a  really  nice
shape, too."
   "Well,  that is wonderful! You will have this cock for a  long
time. I'm younger, now."
   "Wow, Dad!"
   "I am just a little over ten years older than you."
   "You  are sure you don't mind? That I like it more? You aren't
just pretending?"
   "Oh,  baby.  I  am  so  relieved you wouldn't  believe  it.  I
thought  you  might not want me with a smaller  cock.  I'm  glad.
Very, very glad."
   Frank  sighed. His boy was happy. Maybe things worked out  for
the  best. He began fucking Tad. He found that in this  body,  he
could  kiss  his son while he fucked him. He was too tall  to  do
that  before. They both enjoyed that. Tad ran his hands over  his
father's  body.  He  fucked Tad for several  minutes,  before  he
ejaculated  again  into his son. He let Tad suck  on  his  tongue
while he bred his son, adding his cum to his father, Tony's.
   Once  he was done, he left his cock inside Tad and pulled them
over on their sides. He pulled Tad close.
   "I love you, baby."
   "I love you, too, Dad. I always will."
   They slept.
   Tony and Al stood at the doorway and watched them sleep.
   "They both have smiles on their faces," Tony said.
   He  looked at his brother. "Stop worrying, Al. Tad loves  you.
Frank is not going to make him give you up."
   "Are you sure?"
   "Yes."
   He took Al's hand and they walked to the kitchen.
   "I  am fairly sure it won't be necessary, but I will refuse to
support Matt if he tries to break you up. He cannot take Tad from
us.  I  am  Tad's  legal guardian. Matt has no rights  concerning
Tad."
   "I don't want to keep Tad through blackmail."
   "Don't  worry about it. I really don't think it will  come  to
that. Tad loves you. Frank loves Tad too much to take someone  he
loves away from him. He is nothing like Michelle."
   "I suppose you are right. I can't help worrying."
   "I  know. But if I know Tad, he will want a nice glass of warm
milk when he wakes up from his nap."
   Al grinned. "He will. He didn't get any this morning."
   "When  Tad drinks your milk, Frank will see how much Tad loves
it."
   "You're right."
   Al  went to the shelf and got a glass. Tony chuckled and  they
grinned at each other.
   "I have never been happier in my life," Al said.
   "I know. You seem thirty years younger."
   "It's  Tad. I love him so much! Were the other boys you fucked
like Tad? Were they all so wonderful?"
   "No.  They  didn't  have  half the enthusiasm  Tad  has.  They
didn't love me, either. That makes a huge difference."
   "Yes. I can imagine."
   The two men sat and masturbated while they thought of Tad.
   Tad  woke  up. His father's arms were around him. He wanted  a
glass of milk.
   He  got  out  of  bed and Frank woke up. They smiled  at  each
other. Frank followed Tad to the kitchen. Tad walked up to Al and
kissed  him.  Frank could see how much passion Tad put  into  the
kiss.  He watched Al's finger push inside Tad while they  kissed.
Tad moaned in pleasure. It made Frank a little uncomfortable, but
Tad was obviously enjoying it.
   "How  do  you  like  your new daddy's cum,  sweetheart?"  Tony
asked.
   Tad didn't say anything.
   "It's OK, baby. Just be honest," Frank said.
   "I  like it better, but it seems wrong to like this cum better
than  your old. Especially after I told you I like your new  cock
better."
   "It feels disloyal," Al suggested.
   "Yes! That's it."
   "Well,  son, I am happy. You are going to be drinking  my  cum
for decades."
   They all laughed at Tad's happy grin.
   He  hugged his Dad. Then he saw the empty glass. He picked  it
up and handed it to Al.
   "You want a glass of milk, my love?"
   "I do, Al."
   "Sweetheart, why don't you sit on my lap while you drink  your
milk," Tony said.
   Tony  held  his cock out and Tad backed onto it. Tony  groaned
as  his cock entered his grandson. When the boy was fully impaled
on  his cock, he wrapped his arms around him. Tad leaned his head
back  against  his granddad. He loved the feel of his  granddad's
hairy  chest against his back. Tony kissed the back of his  head.
Tad  turned his head around and Tony pushed his tongue into Tad's
mouth.  Frank  watched  the  two kiss, passionately.  Tony  began
masturbating  Tad  and Frank watched his son tremble  while  Tony
made  Tad  come.  Frank realized he should have  done  that.  Tad
pulled  away  from their kiss. Tony began making  little  thrusts
into his grandson.
   "Have you ever seen Al shoot, Dad?"
   "No."
   "Well, son, you are in for a treat," Tony said.
   "No!  It's  my  treat!  All of it!"  Tad  said.  Al  and  Tony
laughed. Frank didn't get the joke.
   Al  stood  next  to Tad. Tad took his uncle's  cock  into  his
mouth. He began sucking. Al ran his hands over Tad's head as  his
lover sucked him. Tad squeezed Al's butt while he sucked him.
   Watching  Tad  suck his uncle while impaled  on  his  father's
cock   had   Frank's   cock  dripping.  He  went   from   feeling
uncomfortable, to extremely horny.
   After  Tad  had sucked him for several minutes, Al pulled  his
cock  out of Tad's mouth and sat. Al began stroking his cock  and
Frank  watched  Tad lick his lips. Al and Tad kept  eye  contact.
Frank wondered when Al picked up a glass from the table. He  held
it  at the end of his cock. Al groaned. Frank's eyes widened when
a  single, thick rope of cum flew into the glass from Al's  cock.
The  stream  flew out continuously for seconds. Frank gasped.  By
the  time the first spurt stopped, the glass was a quarter  full.
Then the second rope shot out.
   "Good god! How much cum do you make?" Frank asked.
   Tad laughed. "A lot, Dad!"
   "I can see that!"
   Frank's mouth fell open as Al filled the glass almost  to  the
top.
   "Here you are, baby."
   Al  handed the glass to Tad. Frank watched open-mouthed as Tad
began drinking. Frank moaned.
   "It's hot, isn't it son?" Tony asked Frank.
   "Oh,  my  god.  If  that doesn't get your dick  hard,  nothing
will!"
   They all laughed.
   "Hold  on sweetheart. Why don't you dunk that pretty  cock  of
your Dad's in your milk."
   "Yeah, Tony!"
   Tad handed his father the glass.
   "Dip  your  cock  in the milk and then let Tad  clean  it  for
you," Tony said to his son.
   "Like a donut!"
   Frank groaned and did it. He thought the warm semen felt  nice
on  his  cock. He pulled out and Tad lunged for his prick.  Frank
was  so  excited, he ejaculated immediately inside  Tad's  mouth.
Frank groaned and Tad did, too.
   "It's  a cum cocktail. Yours and Al's. Tad likes those,"  Tony
said.
   "Oh, god!" Frank said, as his orgasm ended.
   "Your wife seems to like your new cock," Tony said.
   "I think so!"
   Frank  pulled his cock out of Tad's mouth. Tad took the  glass
and drank some more semen. Frank fell onto a chair.
   "Is this what you've been doing?"
   "Just since Thursday. Tad was finally ready for sex then."
   "I don't even know what day it is," Frank said.
   "It's Saturday."
   "Al,  how  do you do it?" Frank asked. He watched Tad drinking
Al's spunk.
   "My  body just makes a lot. Daddy made a lot, too. Every  once
in  a  while, he liked to put towels under me and come on my face
and body. I would get drenched with his semen."
   Frank  laughed  as  he watched Tad's cock grow  erect  at  the
story.
   "What's funny?" Tony asked.
   "Tad got very hard when Al mentioned what Granddad did."
   "Is that true, sweetheart?" Tony asked.
   "Yes."
   "I  think  we know a little boy who wants a cum bath  like  Al
got."
   "Well,  it  isn't  Bob. Bob only takes it  internally,"  Frank
said.
   They laughed.
   "How  come  your  spunk  doesn't run  out  of  his  hole?  Did
Granddad's run out of yours?"
   "When  Daddy fucked me, I would sit on the toilet and  let  it
drain.  Sometimes I would push two fingers inside me to  make  it
drain faster. Tad usually he wants me to pull out and come in his
mouth.  Once he let me come in his ass and I kept my cock  inside
him  to  keep  my semen in his body. When I took my  cock  out  a
couple of hours later, his body had absorbed most of it."
   Frank shook his head.
   "That  was hot, Frank. Al filled Tad's stomach with cum.  Then
he filled his cunt with it," Tony told him.
   Tad grinned at Frank. Frank laughed. "My horny little angel."
   Tony and Al chuckled.
   "Dad, will you call Uncle Roger?"
   "Do you need another husband?"
   "I  don't know. I'm starting to think that if Mom didn't  like
him, he must be wonderful."
   Tony laughed. "You can't argue with his logic!"
   "Yes,  I'll  call  him." Frank reached for his  wallet  before
remembering  he was naked. Then he remembered he had a  different
wallet now. One that wouldn't have Roger's phone number.
   "There  is a phonebook under the phone," Tony said.  "But  who
will you say you are?"
   "Oh,  yeah. I guess I am a friend of Frank's. I guess we  need
to start calling me Matt."
   "I suppose," Tony said.
   "You can always have your name legally changed."
   "That's a good idea, Dad. I want to do that right away."
   "We can do it Monday."
   Frank  shook his head as he watched his son drinking  a  glass
of spunk. Tad looked happy. He was glad Al could make him happy.
   He  got  the  phone  and looked for Roger's phone  number.  He
found it and dialed.
   "Hello."
   "Is this Roger?"
   "Yes. Who is this?"
   "My name is Matt Logan. I am a friend of Frank Rimaldi."
   "I  am  glad you called. I read that my sister and Frank died.
I have been trying to find out what happened to Tad."
   "That  is why I am calling. He is with Frank's father. I  live
with them."
   "I would really love to see Tad. I miss him."
   "I know. Michelle wouldn't allow it."
   "No."
   "Frank  never  knew  why Michelle wouldn't  let  you  see  Tad
again. Do you mind telling me why?"
   "I would rather not."
   "I'm afraid Tony will want to know before you can see Tad."
   Roger sighed.
   "It's sexual," he finally said.
   "Well, your sister hated sex, so I can understand that."
   "You knew her?"
   "Too  well. Did you know Frank was having sex with Tad?" Frank
felt safe telling him that. He was dead, after all.
   "No. I didn't know. I'm not surprised."
   "Why not?"
   "Because Tad loved my-"
   "German sausage?" Frank suggested.
   Roger laughed. "Actually, it's Polish. But, yeah."
   "Did you have sex with Tad?"
   "I am not comfortable telling you more."
   "I'm sorry to bother you. I won't call again."
   "Wait!" Roger sighed. "He played with my dick."
   "Is that all?"
   "Well, yes! Did you think I would fuck a four year old?"
   "I  am sure it has happened before. He sucked Frank every day.
He  might  have sucked you. He loves doing things with men."  Tad
grinned when he heard that.
   "Well,  I  didn't do anything else. He grabbed  by  cock  once
through my pants and wanted to play with it. I let him."
   "Just once?"
   "No.  Many  times. He would scream and laugh when I  shot.  He
thought it was just wonderful."
   Frank  chuckled.  He had no trouble believing  that.  He  gave
Roger the address.
   "You can come by any time. Tad has learned some new games."
   "Really?" Roger asked. "Has he, I mean have you-"
   "Yes.  And Tad has been asking about you. He misses  you,  and
now that his mother doesn't control who he sees-"
   "I'll leave right now. I will be there in a few minutes."
   "Roger?"
   "Yeah?"
   "Why don't you have a shower before you come?"
   "I just had one. Why?"
   "We don't want anything dirty in his mouth."
   Roger groaned. "I'm leaving right now! Bye."
   Frank hung up.
   Tony was grinning at him.
   "So Roger?" Tony asked, grinning.
   "Yeah."
   "Tad, Roger said you used to play with his cock. You loved  to
jack him off. He said you wanted to do it all the time. Your  Mom
caught the two of you."
   "Oh. She really doesn't want me to have sex, does she?"
   "No. But her opinion no longer matters."
   He  looked  at Tad holding a glass of spunk, while sitting  on
his  grandfather's cock. Tad looked very happy. Frank lifted  Tad
up  and  let him fall on Tony's cock. Both of them moaned.  Frank
repeated it several times.
   "You  better stop, son," Tony said. "Tad wants me to  come  in
his mouth. Right, sweetheart?"
   "Right, Tony!"
   Frank  watched open-mouthed as Tad drank the rest of the  milk
all  at  once. Then he put the glass down and wiped his mouth  on
his arm.
   "Thanks, Al!"
   "You  are  welcome,  my  love.  I  will  give  you  more  this
evening."
   "This evening?" Frank asked, unbelieving.
   "Dad, Al is a fuck-sauce soda fountain."
   All of them laughed.
   "Tad heard me say that to Al one day," Tony said.
   "Well, it's true!" Frank said.
   "His  cum  is  delicious, Dad. I should have  saved  some  for
you."
   "I  don't  like it as much as you do. Or at all.  It  is  best
that Bob gets all of it," Frank said.
   They all laughed.
   "It's Bob's favorite thing," Frank said to his father.
   "Yes,  Tad  told  us about Bob. Both Al and I love  Bob  very,
very much."
   "Dad loves Bob, too!" Tad said.
   Frank chuckled.
   "Frank,  how do you feel about sharing Tad with us?  With  me,
especially. I've been worried sick about it," Al said.
   "I love Al very much, Dad."
   "Well,  I  am  not Michelle. I am not ever going to  pull  Tad
away  from  people he loves. That includes you and Roger."  Frank
paused. "And I guess any other male relatives he adopts."
   They all laughed for a long time.
   "Are there any more?" Tad asked.
   "There  are  none that like boys, I'm sorry to say,  darling,"
Tony said. "Although you could convert them."
   "I bet Mike could be easily convinced," Al said.
   "Who is Mike?" Tad asked.
   "He is your dad's cousin. His father was my wife's brother."
   "Have I ever met him?"
   "Yes,  but  he  moved away when you were very young.  I  don't
think you were two yet when he moved."
   "Why  do you think Tad could convince him," Frank asked.  "Oh,
wait. He was always horny, wasn't he?"
   "Yeah," Tony said. "He told me once that he loved getting  his
cock sucked at a gloryhole in a park near his house. He said  one
time  after  he shot his load, the cocksucker stuck a ten  dollar
bill through the hole in gratitude."
   Al, Frank, and Tony laughed.
   "How  on  Earth  did  that come up in a  conversation?"  Frank
asked.
   "We  were discussing getting blown. How only men seemed to  be
enthusiastic cocksuckers," Tony said. "He told me his wife did it
once before they were married, and he asked her to marry him.  He
said he foolishly thought she would do it all the time. She never
did  it again. Anyway, he told me where the park was, and I  went
there later that evening. He showed up and we laughed about it."
   Frank sighed, inwardly. He wished it was just the two of  them
again, back home. But that was literally a different life. And he
thought  it would be terribly selfish for him to insist that  Tad
only  had  sex with him. As much as he would like Tad to himself,
Tad  felt  otherwise. He wanted men, plural. Tad was so obviously
happy  and  healthy, and Frank was completely  certain  that  his
father and uncle loved Tad. Roger loved Tad, too. Well, this  was
a  different  life,  and Matt needed to share, gracefully.  Frank
looked  at  Al  and saw him looking at Tad like he was  the  most
precious thing on Earth. Frank smiled. He had to agree with Al on
that point.
   "Tad,  if  you want to have sex with Uncle Roger,  it's  fine.
But  you certainly don't have to. It's strictly your decision.  I
don't  want  you ever to have sex with someone only because  they
want it or you think it is expected."
   "Listen, to your Dad, baby. That is very true," Al said.
   "OK."
   "I  suppose  if  Roger is coming here, we  should  dress,"  Al
said.
   "Why?  It  may make him feel more like pulling out  his  piece
and showing it to his nephew," Tony said.
   "What  if  he disapproves and tries to take Tad from you?"  Al
asked.
   "Tell him you are nudists," Frank suggested.
   "Hey! I like that!" Tony said.
   Frank  began  picking Tad up and letting him  fall  on  Tony's
cock Tag giggled. Frank did it four times before Tony said, "Slow
down!  I can only come four or five times a day with Tad. I don't
want to miss out on the orgy."
   "Four or five times, Dad?" Frank asked. "Wow!"
   "I  know!  It's incredible! Every time Al feeds  him,  I  know
Tad's  little tummy is full of semen. And I know that our  little
angel  still wants more. He wants mine. That gets me  so  fucking
hot,  I  can't believe it. Watching the two of them  do  anything
makes me hot."
   Frank smiled and said, "I'm happy for you, Dad."
   "Thanks, son. The first time they had sex, Al came in a  glass
for  Tad. While Tad drank Al's milk, Al fucked him and shot  more
in  his  cunt. Then he kept his cock inside him so his cum  would
stay  in him. Tad sat on his lap, his cunt full of cock and  cum,
drinking the last of Al's milk."
   "I missed a lot!" Frank said, laughing.
   "You did, Dad. I missed you so much!"
   "I know, baby."
   Tony  wrapped  his arms around his grandson  and  thrust  hard
into him. Tad moaned and turned his head around. Tony pushed  his
tongue  back  into  Tad's mouth. The two lovers  moaned  as  they
kissed.
   Al  stroked  himself  while he watched Tony  kiss  Tad.  Frank
began  stroking  himself,  too. Frank looked  at  Al's  cock.  He
decided, what the hell! He reached for it and Al pulled  his  own
hand away. Frank began stroking Al's cock.
   "Oh, Frank. That is nice."
   Frank enjoyed it, too.
   "That  reminds  me,"  Tony said. "Right  before  you  died,  I
thought it would be fun for you to jack me off into Tad's  mouth.
Would you be willing to do that, Frank?"
   "Sure, Dad. It sounds hot."
   "It does," Al said.
   "I wonder what Uncle Roger's cum tastes like."
   "I think you will know very soon."
   Tony  chuckled. "Tad didn't have much of a shell,  but  he  is
definitely out of it."
   They all laughed.



                              Seven
   Michelle  watched, unhappily while Martha kept a  close  watch
on her.
   "Do you even care that Tad is happy?"
   "Of course, I care."
   "Then why are you unhappy?"
   "Look  at them! Now my brother is going to start molesting  my
son again!"
   "He is your happy son!"
   Michelle shook her head.
   "I just wanted Tad to have a normal life."
   "Was yours normal?"
   "Yes."
   "And you murdered your husband. Maybe if your life had been  a
little less normal, you might have been more tolerant."
   "I'm tired of arguing. And I don't want to watch anymore.  Tad
may be happy, but I'm not."
   "Apologize and you can go."
   "What do you mean?"
   "Say,  `I'm sorry I murdered my husband.' You will move on  to
your final destination."
   "I'm afraid of my final destination."
   "Don't  be, if you are sorry. If you mean it, you have nothing
to fear."
   Michelle  thought. She looked at the love in Tad's  eyes  when
he looked at his father.
   "Be happy, Tad."
   Michelle closed her eyes.
   "I'm  sorry I murdered Frank. He makes our son happy  and  I'm
glad he does."
   Martha smiled as Michelle instantly disappeared.
   "Good riddance!"

   The doorbell rang.
   "I'll answer it," Frank said.
   He  walked  to the door and opened it. Roger seemed  surprised
by Frank's nudity, but not unhappy. Roger was gay.
   "Come on in, Roger."
   "Thanks."
   Roger  walked into the house. Frank thought he hadn't  changed
much since he last saw him.
   "Roger, I never thanked you enough for the bachelor party."
   "What?"
   "Do  you  know, I came more times in your mouth at  the  party
than I did on my wedding night with your sister?"
   Roger looked extremely freaked out.
   "You  went  home  with  Allen. I never heard  what  happened,"
Frank said.
   "How? Who? What? I don't understand. I don't remember you."
   "It's  difficult  to explain. I moved into another  body  when
Michelle murdered me."
   Roger fainted. Frank caught him and carried him to the sofa.
   "Tad?" Frank called.
   "Yeah, Dad? He fainted."
   "Yeah."
   Tad shook him.
   "Uncle Roger? Uncle Roger?"
   Roger came back to consciousness. He slowly sat up.
   He squinted at a naked Tad.
   "Tad? You've grown!"
   Tad laughed.
   "Yes! I'm married, now!"
   Frank chuckled.
   "It's true, what Dad told you. He is in a new body."
   "That's impossible!"
   "You  warned  me  that  Michelle was a bitch.  I  should  have
listened to you. Although, I got a wonderful son. Maybe it worked
out for the best."
   Tad hugged his father.
   "I  don't  know what this man has told you, but no  one  comes
back from the grave."
   "He wasn't in the grave!" Tad said.
   "You can test me, if you want, Roger," Frank offered.
   "What happened when we went camping?" Roger asked.
   "Michelle slept in the car."
   Roger wasn't convinced.
   "What did Michelle get from Aunt Pru for a wedding gift?"
   "A breadwarmer. We sold it at a garage sale for fifty cents."
   Roger was shocked.
   "What happened to you when you were twelve?" Roger asked.
   "My  father  fucked me. He's in the kitchen, by  the  way.  He
knows I'm his son."
   "I can't believe it!"
   "It  is  true.  Michelle murdered me after she died."  Roger's
eyes  widened.  "Ghosts aren't supposed to do that--she  broke  a
rule--and  I found a way to use it to come back." He grinned.  "A
dead law student helped."
   "Uncle  Roger, Mom killed Dad because she found out after  she
died,  that Dad and I had been having sex for a year. She  didn't
like it."
   Roger laughed and kept laughing.
   "Were you twelve?" he asked Tad.
   "Yes."
   "Just  like  Frank  was when he started having  sex  with  his
dad."
   "Right."
   "You  could spend all day questioning Dad, but we already know
it's him. You should take our word for it."
   Roger shook his head.
   "Dad told me that I used to play with your cock."
   Roger audibly gulped.
   "Yes. Your mother caught us."
   "I'm sorry. I wish she hadn't.
   Tad  climbed  onto Roger's lap. Frank grinned at  the  shocked
expression on Roger's face.
   "I missed you, Uncle Roger!"
   "Oh,  I  missed you, Tad. Not a day has gone by that I haven't
thought of you."
   "I'm glad."
   Tad kissed him on the cheek.
   "Will you still let me play with your cock?"
   Roger gulped again.
   Tad reached under him and groped it. Roger moaned.
   "Tad has changed," Frank said.
   "No,  he  hasn't. He used to do that. Sit on my lap  and  feel
me."
   "Roger,  you  can do what you like, of course, but  Tad  hopes
you will remain in his life. Tad, tell him what you want."
   "I want to suck you and I want you to fuck me."
   Roger was stunned. It was obvious to Tad and Frank.
   Tad  could feel that he was still hard, though. He wasn't  too
shocked.
   Tad  climbed  off  his lap and got on the  floor  between  his
legs. Roger was wearing shorts, and Tad pushed his hand inside  a
leg  and wrapped his hand around Roger's cock. Roger groaned.  He
pushed his crotch forward.
   "Tad, why don't you pull his shorts off," Frank said.
   Tad started unfastening them. Roger grabbed his hand.
   "Can I have a drink?"
   "Sure. Vodka and tonic?" Frank asked.
   Roger shook his head and then nodded.
   Frank  poured him a triple and handed it to him.  Roger  drank
about half.
   Tad  started unfastening his pants, and this time Roger didn't
stop  him. Tad tried to pull them off. Roger stood up.  Then  Tad
pulled  them  down.  Roger wasn't wearing underwear,  which  told
Frank he was there hoping for sex.
   "Oh, Dad! Roger has a nice cock!"
   "He  does.  I  never saw it hard before." Frank grinned.  "But
Roger has seen me hard. Tad, Roger gave me my bachelor party."
   "I know."
   "But  what  you don't know is that Roger sucked my cock  twice
during the party."
   "Really, Uncle Roger?"
   Roger finished his drink.
   "God!  It  was  a  beautiful cock! I still jack  off  thinking
about  it!  When  your Dad came in my mouth, it was  the  hottest
thing that ever happened to me. God, I was in love with him."
   "You were?"
   "Yes.  I never said anything, but I figured he knew. You  did,
didn't you Frank?"
   "Yes.  I  wanted  you  to keep sucking my  cock  after  I  got
married. I hinted."
   Roger  sighed.  "I  know,  but I felt  it  was  unfair  to  my
sister."
   "The bitch," Frank said.
   "Yes. The bitch."
   "I  like his new cock better. It's less painful when he  fucks
me," Tad said.
   "He fucked you with that monster?"
   "Oh, yeah. Every day. I loved it, but it hurt."
   "It would! It was enormous!"
   Tad  wrapped  his hand around Roger's cock. He was circumcised
and  it  was about six and a half inches long. Tad stroked  it  a
couple of times. Roger sighed.
   "Roger,  I think Tad is interested in a permanent relationship
with you," Frank said.
   "Are you, Tad?"
   "Yes, Uncle Roger. Dad, my granddad Tony, and my uncle Al  are
all my husbands."
   Roger was stunned again.
   "Maybe you could be a husband."
   "You  will  probably  enjoy watching us fuck  and  feed  Tad,"
Frank added.
   "Suck him, baby," Frank said.
   Roger groaned as Tad took him in his mouth. He could tell  Tad
had sucked a lot of cocks. He was very good.
   A minute later, Roger groaned, "I'm going to come."
   "Come in his mouth. Tad wants it."
   Roger  groaned  as  he  ejaculated. It was  one  of  the  most
intense orgasms he had ever had. His most intense orgasm was  the
one  he  had right after Frank came in his mouth, when his  mouth
was full of Frank's cum and he was looking at Frank's still erect
cock.
   Finally, it was over.
   Tad let Roger's cock slip out of his mouth.
   Roger  fell  onto the sofa. He patted his lap and Tad  climbed
onto it.
   "Tad,  I  thank you for the offer, but I'm a bottom.  I  don't
fuck, I get fucked."
   "Oh. Will you still let me suck you?"
   "God, yes!"
   Tad thought for a minute.
   He  got  off  Roger's lap. He took his dad's hand and  dragged
him out of the room. They walked to Tony's bedroom."
   "Would you be willing to fuck Roger, Dad?"
   "I don't know, Tad."
   "He's good looking."
   Frank laughed.
   "Maybe Tony would be willing."
   Frank grinned and shook his head.
   "Do you want me to fuck Roger?"
   "I  think  so. It would make him happy, and I have  three  men
fucking me."
   "That's true. Wouldn't you miss my cum?"
   "You don't have to come inside him. He won't know."
   Frank laughed.
   "Ah! Fuck him, but give you all the cum."
   "Right!  Although,  I might let him have sips  of  Al's  milk.
There's plenty!"
   Frank laughed.
   "That's for sure!"
   "Well,  you are the only person I want to fuck, but I will  do
it, if you want me to. Are you absolutely sure, Tad?"
   "Yes. You can always stop if I don't like it."
   "That's true. Well, let's go tell him."
   They walked back into the living room where they left Roger.
   "Roger, if you are interested, Dad will fuck you."
   Roger stared at Frank.
   "You would be willing?"
   "It's  for  Tad. I don't mind, though. Somehow it seems  fair.
Many times I thought after I married Michelle that I married  the
wrong sibling."
   "I thought so," Roger said.
   "I guess you will miss my old cock."
   "Not  if you are going to fuck me. That thing was huge! I like
this one better."
   Frank  grinned.  It  was unanimous. The two  people  who  were
fondest of his old cock liked the new one better. He could  still
remember the lust in Roger's eyes when he finally got Frank  into
a  stall for a blow job and Frank pulled out his cock. Roger fell
to  his knees and began kissing it. The first blow job that night
was  Roger's  idea. Frank requested the second one. Roger's  eyes
lit up when he asked him.
   "Come  on,"  Frank said. "Let me introduce  you  to  your  new
family."
   "Let me put my shorts back on."
   Tad and Frank laughed.
   "Do  you  want  to be the only person in the house  who  wears
clothes?"
   "Don't you get cold?" Roger asked him.
   "No.  My  husbands are all hairy. They keep me warm.  Are  you
hairy?"
   "Yes."
   Tad grinned.

                             The End