Date: Thu, 7 Aug 2014 10:53:49 -0500
From: Kevin Nifty <niftykevin@gmail.com>
Subject: "With the Guys" Part 1 Gay>Incest

Thank you so much for taking the time to ready my story. I just turned
legal, and felt I should share my story. If you have any feedback please
shoot me an email at niftykevin@gmail.com If all goes well with this
installments, I will keep writing. Please note that this is a preface to
the whole story. The actions in this installment take place two years
before the actual beginning of my experiences. If you are offended by
incest, and or are not old enough to ready such material, please
leave. Otherwise, thank you for taking the time to read my experience.


"With the Guys"



"Dad?" I asked, as I slowly walked in through the doorway of his study.

"Hold on just a sec." He said as he typed away on his computer.

I stood and waited patiently in front of his desk. The hardwood floor felt
cold on my toes. I was in my school uniform, but preferred to be barefoot
in the house. I looked around the room, scanning the titles of the books on
the wooden shelves. I curled my toes as I fidgeted around with a couple of
papers in my hand.

"What's up?" He said as he looked up from his computer and focused his
attention on me.

I was a bit nervous about asking what I wanted to ask, but I was 13, and
curious, so I thought, what the hell. My dad was a pretty easy going and
open kind of guy.

"Ummm" They passed out these sheets of paper, and we were talking in
school, and I was wondering if you could teach me a bit more about it." I
explained as I passed him the papers.

He scanned over the pieces of paper, and then looked back up to me.

"Well, what do you want to know?" He asked.

"It's so boring when they teach it at school, and I guess it's important,
and I wanted to know when it will happen to me." I explained as I moved
around my toes.

My dad looked at me and gave me a smirk. He took off his pair of black,
thick rimmed glasses, and leaned back on his chair.

"My last boy is growing up" He said with a smile. "Here" He said as he
motioned the papers towards me. "Don't worry about it. I'll teach you. Ok?"

"Ok." I said.

"Good. Now, I got to finish up some paper work. Oh, and Kyle is going to
pick up some burgers on his way home. Is that ok?"

"Mhmm." I hummed as I walked out of the office, and closed to door behind
me.

I really didn't know if he said yes or if he pushed it off till later, but
I guess It would come up sooner or later.

I walked up a flight of stairs towards a hallway, and into my bedroom. I
set the papers to the side, and picked up my book bag. I grabbed a couple
of school books and sat at my desk. I worked on my homework for quite a
while, but I could never really focus. I was more preoccupied with
something else on my mind. We had talked about puberty that day in
school. We've talked about it once a year, every year since I was in the
fifth grade, but every year they would get more in depth. Needless to say,
I paid very little attention to those kinds of talks in school. They made
it all sound so boring, so I never really got into it. I was more
interested in it this year because I felt like I was the only guy in the
house who was not a man yet. I looked at my dad and my brothers, and I saw
grown men. I wanted to be more like them. I noticed my body started to
change, but I still wanted to look like my dad and brothers. They treated
me a bit differently, like I was more child than man, and I didn't like it.

*******

I lived in the house with my father, and three other brothers. My mother
and father had their first child, Kyle when they graduated from high
school, then my brothers Ryan and Jeff, and then me yet another year
later. My brothers and I are all a year apart, except for Ryan and Jeff who
are fraternal twins. I know, my parents were really young and stupid. I
guess they felt like they could make these mistakes since my parents came
from privileged families. My grandmother on my dad's side helped my mother
take care of us while my dad went on to college. Unfortunately, my mother
wasn't liking it and she bailed, so my grandmother was more like a mother
to us than our actual mother. I don't know why my mother would leave,
because she would have lived a fine life. She knew my father would have
been successful because of my grandparents money and connections, but she
decided to leave. After my father started his own company and was well on
his own, we moved in with him, since he was then a responsible adult. I
contemplated on my family a lot. A lot of people would probably think that
it would be a dysfunctional one, but it's actually pretty nice.

"Hey, food is here!" Jeff said as he came barging into my room then quickly
leaving, interrupting my train of thought.

Getting up from the desk, I noticed that I still had on my school uniform,
so I quickly changed into a tee shirt and a pair of shorts. I jogged down
the corridor and down the stairs and towards the dining room. The smell of
burgers was in the air. I joined my brothers as we sat down and got ready
to eat. Our dad joined us a couple of moments later.

"Smells good" He said as he walked into the room and joined us.

We all quickly started eating our food. At our ages, we were like
bottomless pits, and we could eat anything in sight. We exchanged small
chatter of sports or what was going on at school as we stole fries and
ketchup off each others plates.

"So, I have some news" My dad said, and we gave him our attention.

"As Kyle, Ryan, and Jeff can all recall, at around Kevin's age, I had a
talk with each one of you boys." My dad explained.

"Yeah." Kyle smiled as looked over at Jeff and Ryan.

I was kind of confused, and wanted to know what he was talking about.

"Well, I was thinking... and I think Kevin is ready", Said my dad.

"Alright!" Kyle exclaimed, and he looked at me and gave me a high-five.

"About time." Ryan laughed.

"Umm.. what?" I asked, confused.

"I'll" explain later? My dad said.

I was tired of being left out of the loop, but I left it alone and we
finished eating.

**************

After eating, I went up to my room to finish up my homework. After my
homework, I took a shower and started to get ready to go bed. As I was
about hop into bed, i heard a knock on my door.

"Yeah?" I called out

The door opened to reveal my dad standing at the doorway.

"Hey"

"Yeah?" I asked

"C'mon" He said, as he motioned me towards him.

"What's up?" I asked, trying to get an answer.

"We're going to talk" He said. "C'mon."

I agreed and went off with him. We walked towards the other side of the
hallway and into his bedroom. I proceeded to walk in as he closed the door
behind us. I climbed on the rather tall bed and sat with my legs crossed.

"So?" I wondered.

"When we talked today, I was kind of thrown off guard. See, you are my last
son, and I can see that you are so eager to grow up. You're not a little
boy anymore." Said my dad as he sat next to me on the bed.

I really didn't have much to say. I didn't like to disappoint my dad, but
he was right. I wasn't a little boy anymore, and I was glad he saw it that
way.

"But hey, it's a proud moment in a father's life when his boys become men."
He said as he patted me on the back.

"Yeah" I agreed as I shook my head.

"I had this conversation with your other brothers. When they were your age,
I brought them in here, and I had a talk with them. My father did the same
with me and your uncle. It's important for a man to teach his sons about
their bodies and how it works."

"Well, can you teach me?" I asked

"Of course. That's what I brought you in here for. Now, you told me that
you wanted to know more, but exactly what do you want to know more about.?"
He asked.

"Well, when am I going to look more like, you guys?" I exclaimed.

"What do you mean?" My dad asked.

"They all look so grown up, and I still look like a child." I explained.

"Hey, give it time. You're just starting to develop. You know, Jeff didn't
start to change until he was like 14, almost two years after Ryan. You're
not that far behind from your brothers. I've seen you really start to grow
these past couple of months." He said.

"Yeah, but I just wish it could happen faster, I want to look more like
you." I said.

"Well, lets see exactly how far apart we are."

"Huh?" I asked

"Let's see. Take off your shirt." He said as he slipped of his sleeveless
tee.

I obeyed and took off my tee shirt, exposing my bare chest. My chest was
dwarfed next to my fathers more muscular, and hairy chest. His chest grew
and shrunk as he took his deep breaths.

"See, you're not that far off. I can definitely see some hairs starting to
grow here. He said as he placed his hand and my chest and helped himself to
squeeze and rub my pecs.

"I am much older, so of course I have more hair on my chest. The men in our
family have always been pretty hairy." He explained as he grabbed my hand
and placed them on his chest.

He was warm to the touch, and the thick, brown, and smooth hairs laid
perfectly flat on his muscular chest. He guided my hand down to his nipple,
where his hand, wrapped around mine gave a squeeze to his beefy pec, kind
of like joking around. He let out a slight laugh, as he guided my hand to
his side.

He slid my hand under his arms, right to his hairy pits, and moved them
around. I felt his thick hairs run through my fingers, he slid them out,
still guiding my hand.

"My pits grew hair like crazy when I was your age. And I can see your's are
too" He said as he slid his hands under my arms and rubbed. "It's all part
of becoming a man" He said, with a charming smile.

"Lay down." He said, patting the space next to him.

I did as I was told. I laid on my back with my hands behind my head, and my
legs straight out.

"You have that thick hair like your brothers and I" My dad said as he toyed
around with with my armpits and stomach.

He ran his hand down and rubbed on my stomach. He traced the outline of my
faintly visible six pack with his index finger. He then fixated on the thin
line of hair I had on my lower abdomen. He played around with my hair with
his index, and thumb finger.

"Dude, as far as I can see, you are developing just fine. You'll be a grown
man before you know it" My dad said. "But, how are things going down
there?"

I sat up from my laying position to meet my dads eyes.

"Where" Like, down there?" I asked, sort of pointing to my crotch.

"Yeah, everything working alright?" My dad asked.

"Well, they kept talking about sperm in class, but I don't know if I have
any." I explained.

"Wait, you haven't cummed yet?" My dad asked.

"No." I said, kind of embarrassed. "My friends said they had, but I still
haven't."

"Well, are you jacking off?" He asked.

"My friends said that when they do it, cum comes out, but when I do it,
nothing happens. It feels good, but I get tired of playing around with it
if sperm won't come out." It was embarrassing having to talk to my dad
about this problem. The last thing he would want to hear is that his son
isn't a man because his balls aren't making cum.

"Well no wonder. You have to build up to it. Next time you jack off, be
patient. Enjoy the feeling, and wait for it. Damn, you must be so backed
up."

"How long does it take for you to cum?" I asked, cautiously.

"Depends. But hey, the longer the better. You should have talked to me
sooner son, It's a father's responsibility to make sure his sons are having
a healthy sexual experience. At your age, your brothers were jacking off
like there was no tomorrow, they probably still are."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yup. Look, it's all going to be ok. You'll even have your brothers help
you out. I think that its ok for us guys to be open about this kind of
stuff with each other. Trust me, you don't know how bad we've just wanted
to talk to you about this kind of stuff, but I told your brothers not to
because I felt that you were too young, but now I can see that you have
matured. Now that you are the last one, I want you to be open with
us. We?re all men here, and men should be able to do what they want in
their house."

"Ok, dad." I said, greatly pleased that he was talking to me like an adult
now. "So, I know it's kind of weird to ask, but can you help me out with
cumming?" I asked, hoping it didn't sound weird.

"Of course. I'd be happy to help." He said. I'll teach you how I taught
Jeff and Ryan."

"How?" I asked.

"Come" He said, standing up, and heading out the door.

I quickly trailed behind as we walked through the hallway and stopped in
front of my brother Kyle's bedroom door. I had forgotten I wasn't wearing a
shirt until the cold AC hit me. My dad gave two slight knocks on the door,
then slowly opened it to peek his head in.

"Hey, are you awake?" My dad asked.

"I am now" I heard Kyle say as he shuffled around in his bed sheets.

"So, I'm showing your brother some stuff. Do you mind helping me out with
teaching him like we did with Jeff and Ryan?" My dad asked.

"Hmmm.." He thought about it. "Not at all" He said with a smile.

"Of course not" My dad said, jokingly. "C'mon" he signaled me to come in.

I looked over at my brother who looked like he was trying to go back to
sleep.

"Hey, come over here" My dad signaled towards me.

I walked over towards him, and he grabbed me by the shoulder. He sat down
on the side of the bed, next to my brother, and he guided me to do the
same, but on the other side of the bed.

"So, this is how I showed your other brothers when I talked with them last
year." He said.

I was a bit confused at what he meant, and what was about to go on.

"Just be gentle" Kyle mumbled under his breath.

My dad pulled the comforter up from Kyle"s feet and guided it upwards,
where he left it on his waist, exposing everything from his crotch
downwards. Kyle was wearing a pair of plaid boxers that were a tad bit too
short on his legs, on the count of Kyle's meaty, muscular thighs. My dad
slowly grabbed the waistband from the boxers and slipped them down to
Kyle's feet and slipped them off his body entirely. My brother's penis was
there for me and my father to observe. it was limp, and to the
side. flaccid, but thick nonetheless.

"Here is the ordinary penis. Soft, and limpy. When us guys get excited,
blood starts to rush to the penis, to make it hard and erect. Your brother
here needs stimulation." my dad cupped my brother's tesicles with one hand
and slowly rubbed the shaft of the penis with the other. He gently played
with the testicles by giving them a light pull from the scrotum. It wasn't
long before the penis was halfway erect.

"Now, the penis gets hard so it can serve it's purpose of easily entering
the vagina. To help out, the vagina gets wet and warm to help the penis
glide in and out more easily." My dad used more of a seductive voice this
time, clearly meant for joking around with Kyle.

Kyle was turning his head and slightly thrusted his hips as my dad played
with his dick. He was rock hard now. The penis was full grown in my
father's hand. "Now, in order to get the penis to cum, it has to have
plenty of stimulation, to build it up to a climax and release the semen."
My dad began to slowly pull downwards on my brother's penis, pulling back
the foreskin and revealing the pink, engorged head.

"See his wet, tip?" I nodded as a yes. "That's the head, the most sensitive
part of the penis." My dad slowly placed his index finger on the head while
he still slowly stroked the shaft. He moved his finger around in a small
circular motion, and my brother instantly clenched up. His thigh muscles
were stiff and his toes curled up. "It's important to be very careful with
the head, because if you're not gentle with it, it can hurt."

My dad started to stroke my brothers penis faster. I could hear Kyle start
to breath heavier, as he was clearly enjoying what my father was doing to
him.

"See this?" My dad said placing his index finger right on the tip of the
penis, and slowly pulling it away. A thick, gooey string of liquid
connected my brothers dick and my dad's finger. "That's precum. It's what
our body produces to clean out the urethra for the sperm. He's close." I
could see my dad placing pressure on his thumb finger as he rubbed it up
and down the shaft. My brother, body clenched, toes curled, muscles
bulging, was sure to shoot any moment now. "That's it, c'mon" my dad
cheered on as he rubbed my brother's cock in a rhythmic motion, leaving no
part of his genitals unattended to. My brother started to thrash about in
and extend his legs out. My dad grabbed the comforter that laid atop my
brothers upper part of his body, and pulled it to the side, revealing my
brothers torso.

"Almost?" My dad asked.

"Almost" Kyle confirmed.

Kyle thrusted his hips outward and gave groans and moans of
satisfaction. Before I knew it, the white, thick substance shot out of my
brother's dick and landed on his chest. He shot multiple times, each one
letting out a generous amount cum. My dad slowed down with the movements
until he eventually stopped. He creeped upwards towards my brother?s chest,
and signaled me to do the same. We hovered over Kyle?s hairy chest, where
the adolescent semen had landed.

"This semen is what contains the sperm. It's what fertilizes the female's
egg, and eventually makes children." My dad explained.

My dad ran down my brother's chest with his index finger, gathering a large
amount of semen. What he did next was a bit unexpected. He placed his mouth
on my brother's nipple, and licked it clean of cum.

"Mmm, dude. You need some more fruits." My dad said

"Yeah, yeah" Kyle moaned, half asleep now.

My dad grabbed a dirty shirt from my brother's floor, and tossed it in
Kyle's face. He grabbed it and proceeded to clean off the rest of the cum
from his chest. Kyle rubbed and wiped off the cum, and threw to now cum
soaked shirt to the other side of the room and rolled over, to go back to
sleep. I looked at my father, and he signaled me once more to follow
him. My dad gently closed the door behind us, and we proceeded to walk back
to his room.

"That looked cool and all, but when do you think I can try?" I asked my
dad.

"Right now" He said as he raised his arm to signal me into his bedroom.

I walked in and sat on the bed, like I had done before.

"But, I'll never shoot as much cum as Kyle" a whined.

"So what?" He said playfully. "Kyle is older. You cumming is all that
matters, right?"

"I guess" I said

My dad sat next to me, close. He wrapped his large buff arm around my
shoulder, and his warm torso touched the rest of my body.

"Well, if you can remember, what gets the penis hard and erect?" My dad
asked in my ear.

"Stimulation" I uttered.

My dad entered his hand through the leg hole of my boxers. His warm hand
rubbed my leg. I could feel his warm hand inch closer to my genitals. He
massaged the area where my inner thigh and scrotum met. I had never felt so
warm down there. My dad cupped my balls in his hand, and played around with
them like he had done with my brother. I felt him running his thick fingers
through every inch of my sack. He rubbed, and tugged at my delicate skin
that held my young testicles.

"Feels good?" He whispered

"Mhhm." I moaned.

He started to make his way up to my dick. It was hard, and upright, wanting
to poke out of the waist of my boxers.

"Lets get these off" My dad said as he slipped his hands around my waist
and started to slide off my boxers.

He grabbed my shaft and slowly pulled down. Just as he pulled down, he came
back up again, and then down. He stroked slowly, but had a strong grip. My
head grew in size as the stroked upwards. He held it there, and with his
thumb, he played with my tip. A sensation of pure ecstasy shot throughout
my whole body. I clenched up and leaned backwards. My dad grabbed me by the
back and slowly laid me down.

"Does it feel this good when you play with yourself?" He asked

"MMnnmm" I said, no.

He played with me like this for a while. The built up, going beyond what I
have ever felt before. The feeling was so teasing. His strong, warm hands
made sure every inch of my penis was carefully tended to. I just wanted to
cum, and feel a climax, like my brother. I let out small moans to take in
deep breaths to calm myself down from the ever growing sensation in my
genitals. I curled my arms around my dad's rock hard biceps, and buried my
face in his hairy armpit to hide my expressions of pleasure. Soon enough
the feeling in my genitals grew greater in sensation. Before I knew it, an
onslaught of feelings ran throughout my body. I turned my head to take a
look at my dick.

"That's it"

My dick started to slowly dribble out small amounts of semen. I was
ecstatic at the sight. I was excited, but the feeling in my genitals
demanded attention. I closed my eyes as the feeling made my abs tremble
with pleasure. When it was over, I laid exhausted. I looked over to see my
father looking down at me with a smile on his face.

"Can I try some? Like when you did with Kyle." I asked

"Go ahead." He said, sort of glad I asked.

I collected some of my semen with my index finger and popped it in my
mouth. It was very warm, and it tasted bitter, but also tasted a tad bit
sweet. It was pleasant but nothing to go crazy for. I felt my dad place his
finger on my stomach and collected the remaining semen with finger, and
placed it on his tongue. He licked his finger clean, and savored it.

"Not bad." He said approvingly. "It's only your first batch. It gets even
better."

"How did it feel?" He asked

"Amazing."

"How does it feel to be a man now? you can create life now. Not that you
should, but it's pretty cool to know that your balls can create life, huh?"

"Yeah" I said, smiling.

"Now, you may think that that's how it always feels, but it doesn't. I
mean, it felt good right?" He asked.

"Excellent" I assured him.

"But that's only because I was handling the joy stick. I've had years and
years of experience with sex and jerking off. You're just starting off." He
explained. "So, I need to teach you some basics."

He walked over and hopped on the bed. He laid down and extended his legs
outwards and got comfortable. I then grabbed his boxers and quickly slid
them off, throwing them across the room.

"I'll show you some techniques and I'll tell you if you're doing them right
or not, and then you can go try them out on yourself. Ok?"

"Umm, OK" I said, sort of caught off guard.

My dad's penis was right in front of me, and it was mesmerizing. His thick,
veiny dick laid to the side. His large balls hung down and almost touched
the bed covers.

"Ok, so first grab it with your main hand" He said

`Umm..' I mumbled.

I really didn't have a problem with my dad touching my dick, but I never
thought about touching his. He made me feel so good, and I knew I probably
wouldn't come close to making him feel that way. But, I guess that's why he
was teaching me.

"What? You've never seen a penis before?" He joked.

I grabbed it with my right hand, gently bringing it upwards. Halfway erect,
it curved to the side, but I held it up.

"Gentle. Treat it like it's yours." He said. "Get it aroused. Make it rock
hard."

I did as I was told. I tried to mimic the motions I had seen my dad make
before. His dick was so warm in my hand. When it was erect, my dad
instructed me to sit down right in front of his penis, in the middle of his
wide opened legs. He grabbed my hands and guided them in his penis. He
curled my fingers around his massive dick.

"Ok, now, slowly bring your hands down." I did what he said, and brought
both of my hands down his shaft, all the way down to his pubic bone,
exposing his engorged head. His thick pubic hairs brushed against the side
of my hand.

"Now, back up" He instructed. I brought my hands back up, and his thin
foreskin covered his head, but I could still see the shape of it. "Give the
tip a bit of pressure." I squeezed like he told me.

"Woah. Easy, easy." He said, grabbing my arm.

"Sorry" I said, genuinely

"it's ok. That's why I'm teaching you."

I let go of the tight grip I had on his head, but still applied a light
force.

"Much better." He said. "Twist your hands around, like this" He said as he
guided my hand.

It went on like this for a couple of minutes. He wanted to make sure I had
the stroking part down right. I noticed that a wet droplet came from his
tip, and rolled down his shaft. His tip started to get quite wet and glossy
from all of the precum. I wondered, what did it taste like? Did it taste
like semen, or different? He probably wouldn't mind. He tasted mine, and
Kyle's. He probably wouldn't care if I tasted his. I looked over at him,
but he had closed his eyes, focusing on my movements as I stroked his dick,
occasionally telling me to tighten or loosen my grip. I leaned over, and
met his head with my mouth. I collected the precum with my tongue, but
before I could even focus on the taste, My dad grabbed my arms, startling
me.

"Woah, dude. what are you doing?" He said, shocked.

"I was just tasting some of this" I said as I swabbed some precum with my
index finger.

"Dude, don't do that. You can have taste all you want when I'm done." He
said, sternly.

"Oh. Sorry" I didn't understand what he was making a fuss about.

"It's alright, let's just focus on this."

I spent the next couple of minutes rhythmically stroking away on his
dick. My hands were getting a bit tired, but I was determined to learn. My
dad kept telling me I was doing a good job, I liked the positive
reinforcement.

"Ready? He asked. "I'm about to cum."

I stroked away on his rock hard dick with one hand while I played with his
tip with the other. my dad groaned as he squeezed the pillows next to
him. His dick started to spasm as it shot out the thick white substance.

"Don't stop" He moaned.

I didn't. I kept working away on his dick, trying my best. His dick shot a
copious amount of semen all over his chest. My dad squirmed and jerked as I
continued to pleasure him.

"Ok. You can stop now."

He took deep breaths as he recovered from his orgasm. I sat there and
watched. I witnessed a grown man being sexually satisfied.

"Well, do you still want to taste my cum?" He asked.

I moved up towards him, and looked at the pool of cum on his chest.

"That's a lot" I said

"Thanks to my balls" He said, grinning

I lowered my face towards his chest and scooped up some cum with my
mouth. I savored it to compare with the taste of mine. He definitely had me
beat. It had a very faint taste of something sweet. No bitterness, just
faintly sweet.

"It tastes good" I said.

I lowered my head for more. I quickly scooped up the rest of the cum,
quickly filling my mouth. I dug my tongue to get the small clumps of cum
stuck between my dads chest hair.

"Well, son. That concludes our lesson." He stated. "My man" He said as he
grabbed me around the shoulders and gave me a squeeze. "When you get a bit
older, I'll teach you how to fuck, how to pleasure a woman. Ok?"

"Ok." I said, excited.

"It's getting late. you should probably go to sleep now."

"Alright" I said as i got off the bed and picked up my clothes.

"Things are going to change around here" My dad said, grinning as I headed
towards the door.


From then on, my life changed as a young man with his brothers and father.