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 then he said, 'that is that.' and then he was gone with a tip of his hat.

   As he completed reading the storybook, Aaron Joshua "A.J." Kohen peered
over it.  His 5 year old son Jacob was fast asleep: his raven bowl-cut hair
spread onto his pillow, his cute navy-blue onesie made him look like a
little teddy bear.  And, perhaps most adorably, A.J.'s cock was occupying
the boy's mouth.  The sleeping toddler breathed in and out through his
nose, which, even when extended on his exhales, did not reach the full
width of the adult cock plugging his mouth.  A.J.  wanted to pull out, but
he couldn't bear the thought of disturbing his darling boy.  So instead, he
remained there, and took the time to ruminate over just how he came to be
in this situation.  A situation, just 5 years ago, he would've never
DREAMED he'd be in.

   Aaron was quite different from the vast majority of The Community's
residents.  The means by which he came to The Community were unlike any
other: he wasn't brought here by a Runner, nor did he grow up in The
Community.  But perhaps the way he was the most unique, was the fact that
he wasn't a pedophile.

   Aaron was raised in the Old Hebrew Orphanage in Baltimore.  He never
knew his parents.  As a child he bore large spectacles and was of minuscule
build - making him a prime target for the bullies among his peers.  But
having neither family nor friends meant that he simply had more time to
dedicate to his studies.  He graduated with a degree in Economics from Yale
with a Bachelor's from UPenn.  His credentials were more than satisfactory
to land him a job at one of the biggest firms on Wall Street.

   But, as was the case in his adolescence, he found himself not fitting
in. Though his skills crunching numbers were unparalleled, he never felt
quite at home at his job.  He abhorred the indulgent lifestyle of his
coworkers.  The way they vied for material wealth: sports cars, luxury
apartments, trophy wives.  The fact that they could sleep at night, knowing
they were defrauding the American people of their hard-won earnings.  Aaron
knew there had to be something...  MORE to this life, than money.  After
all, as the good book says, "In all God -(TM)s creation there is not a
single object without a purpose."

   There was but one man, in all of A.J.'s life, that he could've called
his friend.  A certain James Baron "J.B." Smith, or Jay for short.  Their
paths had divulged after their youth.  But one rainy night, alone in his
Brooklyn apartment, A.J.  got to typing.  He penned an email to his old
friend, lamenting his current job, and how his life seemed meaningless.  He
went into great depth about how he hated Wall Street, and materialism, and
all that facilitated its evils.  And then, towards the end, Aaron waxed
poetic about how great it would be, to run away from it all.  To start a
farm, out in the middle of nowhere, perhaps create a small autonomous
commune, where everyone lived in peace and harmony.  A fool's dream, A.J.
thought to himself, but a beautiful one nonetheless.

   He shot the email out into the ether, not even expecting a reply.  It
wasn't until 6 months later that he received one.  Little did Aaron know,
that one email was about to change his entire life.

   When they arrived at The Community, Jay took his old friend to The
Community pub.  As soon as he entered the door, A.J.  nearly passed out
from what he saw.  Bent over stools, knelt under tables, and laid back on
the bar, were toddlers, pre-teens, and even a few infants.  And they were
all getting fucked.  (None of the children were drinking however.  They
were still children, after all.) The sound of a dozen high pitched moans
all rang out in unison, filling the bar.  There were also small children
serving drinks; they were dressed speedos, high heels and miniskirts, all
types of clothing A.J.  didn't even realized *existed* in child-size.  One
girl carried a tray of drinks over to a booth where 2 men were sitting. 
Before she could even serve them their drinks, they grabbed her and threw
her onto the table.  The tray hit the floor with a loud smash, which did
not serve to drown out her squeals as the men began spitroasting her.  No
one seemed to mind it.

   Jay had even explained the nature of The Community to Aaron before they
arrived, but to see it firsthand was something else entirely.  Jay sat A.J.
down at a small table in the center of the bar.  As the sounds of rampant
pedophile sex washed over them from all angles, Aaron began to wonder if he
had made the right decision in coming here.  It was just then that a small
girl came over to their table and asked to take their order.  Aaron could
tell from her voice, the way her hair and clothes were all disheveled, and
the strands of cum that ran down her chin and dangled from her hairless
pussy, that this was the same girl that had dropped the tray a couple of
minutes ago.  No, he recognized more than that.  The shape of her nose, her
long brunette hair.  There was no mistaking it.  This was Jay's daughter.
And he seemed to be completely unphased by what just happened to her.

   Jay introduced Aaron to her as "Daddy's friend", and explained how he
needed a good de-stressing.  The girl did not hesitate to duck under the
table, skillfully undo Aaron's fly, and begin sucking on his cock, which,
Aaron hadn't even realized, was already erect.  As Jay continued to speak,
calmly and collectedly, Aaron forgot to mention to him that it was his
first time receiving head, or even having sexual relations with anyone, for
that matter.

   Jay began to explain the reason he brought Aaron to The Community, and
Aaron tried his best to concentrate, as the toddler between his thighs
sucked his piece like a vacuum.  The Community was in dire need of a
Treasurer, a numbers man, one who knew how to balance the sheets and keep
them from going in the red.  The Community was a utopia, Jay explained, but
it wasn't paradise.  If they mismanaged their resources, people might go
hungry, and there was no government to bail them out.

   Jay asked his old friend if he accepted his proposal, and Aaron gasped
deeply.  Jay smiled, as he knew what was happening: A.J.  was ejaculating
into his daughter's mouth.  Aaron tilted his head back; he had never in his
life imagined such a feeling.  The way the child's tongue raked the bottom
of his shaft as each strand shot out, beckoning them down her throat.  This
surely wasn't the demeanor of a girl that was oppressed or abused in any
way.

   After she'd slurped down every last drop, and even gave a few last
strokes for good measure, the little girl emerged from under the table, her
lips wet with A.J.'s precum.  She plopped onto Jay's lap with a loud,
"Daddy~", and gave Jay a deep French kiss.  After this, Jay beseeched his
old friend once again.

   It was in this moment of post-ejaculatory clarity that A.J.  realized.
He had found exactly what he'd been looking for.  A society where people
didn't care about money, status, or any material wealth.  They didn't vie
with each other for these things, quite the contrary.  They all helped each
other, and cared for one another, even each others' children.  And now,
this community of selfless people was asking for his help.  It was so
great, Aaron thought to himself, to feel needed.  It was as if God had
guided him to his own Promised Land.

   And so, he agreed to Jay's proposal.  The two compatriots spent the rest
of the evening at the pub, reminiscing old times.  At one point, A.J. 
spotted in the corner of the bar, the most beautiful woman he had ever
seen. Tall, blonde, with big natural breasts and thick thighs.  In a rare
moment of confidence, A.J.  took one more swig of his drink, excused
himself from Jay, and got up to go and talk to her.

   Today, that gorgeous blonde is his wife: Catherine Kohen, nee Miller. 
They have one son together, 5 year old Jacob, who at the moment held his
Daddy's cock in his mouth as he slept.  If Catherine was to have her way,
the couple would have had more children by now.  But Aaron wasn't so sure.

   In typical Aaron J.  Kohen fashion, he finds himself being the odd-one
out in the society he lived in, yet again.  He just wasn't a pedophile,
despite watching the child-love that took place around him daily.  Having
grown up in the outside world for 30 years, he was still very much a
"normal" man: he desired grown women exclusively, preferably ones with
nicely developed feminine "traits".  Underage girls simply lacked these
qualities.  Luckily for Aaron, his wife was the most traditionally
beautiful woman of all.

   Aaron seldomly took part in the activities of The Community.  Oh, he was
always present, of course.  He was a close member of Jay's advisors, and
was in some ways his right hand man.  But, during the Independence Day
celebrations, while most of the adults dived into the hole of a toddler or
preteen, Aaron was content to fuck the holes of various women and teenage
girls (most of whom were themselves giving oral to a little one).  When Jay
gave his toast, Aaron was the first to applaud.  Though he did not partake
himself, he had been thorougly convinced there was no other way to raise a
family.

   A.J.  found himself at a crossroads when Cathy became pregnant with
their first child.  Every day, their kid would need a healthy heaping of
Daddy-milk, right from the source.  This was something Catherine herself
believed in strongly.

   Aaron hoped it would be a girl, a cute girl just like Jay's.  Aaron
imagined her growing up, worshipping his cock, coming to it again and again
even when she had children of her own and Aaron was himself an old man. 
But that wasn't what God intended for him.

   When Aaron saw his son for the first time in the hospital bassinet, he
felt a deep sense of guilt for being so selfish.  Though he did not desire
young boys himself, Aaron resolved to raise the boy exactly the way all
boys in The Community are raised.  He named his son Jacob, after the
Patriarch himself.  Then, Aaron leaned in to kiss his newborn son for the
first time, and as he did, he felt his erection growing.  Aaron took it as
a sign from God.  Most other fathers most likely never experienced this,
due to the way the outside world has repressed them.  Aaron, for his part,
knew exactly what his role in this world was.  He was a father now, with
all the responsilities that entailed.  He signed up for this the moment he
decided he would have children.

   Still, A.J.  would be lying if he said he didn't find the life of a
family man incredibly draining - especially in The Community.  And this was
on top of the duties of his job in Jay's office.  A.J.  took his position
very seriously.  If he did a bad job, food would need to be rationed. 
Runners would need to stop bringing people in.  This was something Jay
wanted to avoid at all costs.  There are so many small children out there,
in need of rescuing, so that they could be loved and reared as all children
should be.

   The role of a father isn't an easy one.  You must the the breadwinner,
the decision maker, the hand of discipline, the moral example.  What most
people don't realize is that you must also be a source of nourishment. 
Unlike mother's milk, which flows freely, father's milk takes work,
patience, perseverance.  Other men might be able to feed, but none replaces
like a father's milk.

   Sadly, young Jacob had not had his helping of Daddy-milk tonight.  Aaron
arrived home from work even later than usual.  Though he expected to have
to sneak into bed, no sooner had he opened the front door that little Jake
came running into his arms...  he never fell asleep without being tucked in
by Daddy.  But Aaron had only gotten a few pages into the bedtime storybook
before he felt the toddler's suction on his cock begin to ease off.  After
awhile, Jacob was fast asleep, having barely so much as sucked some pre-cum
from Daddy's bottle.  It was times like these that A.J.  worried he wasn't
doing right by his son.  He was even more worried what his wife would say,
if she came to know that he hadn't cum for their baby boy yet another night
in a row.

   As Aaron put down the storybook on the bedside table, he noticed a small
bottle of lube his wife had not-so-subtly laid out for the pair.  Aaron
could take the hint, but that didn't mean he was ready for it.

   By the age of 5, most of the children of The Community had been
penetrated by their fathers.  By the time they turn 6, they're expected to
have other adult men fuck their holes as well.  Aaron must've been one of
the only men in The Community not to have fucked a toddler-boy's asshole,
and likewise his son Jacob was probably the only 5-year old anal virgin.

   Receiving oral from a child is one thing; fucking a child is something
else altogether.  It involves the adult doing most of the movement, and it
was a bridge that a non-pedophile like Aaron was not ready to cross yet. 
Even when it came to cocksucking, Aaron just didn't feel the same
gratification from his son as he did from, say, his wife.  Catherine was an
expert at fellatio; she knew just what to do, and more importantly, what to
say.  Jacob would learn over the years, sure, but ironically as the days
went by he would also slowly lose those adolescent charms.  Aaron wasn't
exactly looking forward to making love to a teenaged boy.

   But as he turned back to look at his son again, sleeping like an angel
with his father's still-erect cock between his lips, Aaron felt that same
guilt wash over him like it did 5 years ago.  It was incredibly selfish of
Aaron to only think about his own sexual gratification, and not about
Jacob's growth.

   Aaron slowly knelt his head down, and buried his nose in his son's hair,
taking in that heavenly musk that only toddlers have.  Having grown up
without a father himself, Aaron was determined to do whatever it took to
make sure his own son grew up happy and healthy.  Holding his own head
againt his son's, Aaron prayed to God to bless them both, and to give him
the strength to do what was needed for his son's upbringing.

   With this, Aaron slowly drew his hips backwards, until his cock left his
son's lips with a light pop.  He then held there motionless for a moment,
until the slow, steady breathing confirmed the boy was still fast asleep.
Aaron then slipped out of the bed, turning around to close Jacob's mouth
and to give the loveable boy one last peck on the cheek.  He then flicked
the reading light off, and crept out of the bedroom, closing the door
behind him.  Sweet dreams, Jacob.  Daddy loves you.

   Aaron tip-toed all the way back to the master bedroom.  Being such a
close confidant of Jay, his family had one of the biggest houses in The
Community.  But such luxuries were not enough to stop Catherine Kohen from
berating her husband when he fell short on the more important of his
fatherly responsilities.

   As he skulked into their bedroom, A.J.  was fully prepared to meet the
ire of his beloved wife, who would no doubt chastize him for coming home so
late again, making Jacob stay up past his bedtime.  He was relieved,
though, to find the bedroom pitch black.  As his eyes adjusted to the
darkness, he was able to make out a lump beneath the sheets on the bed.  It
looked like Catherine's nagging could wait until morning.

   That was fine by Aaron; he'd had a long day, and was ready to hit the
sack.  He finally changed out of his work clothes, and laid his glasses on
the bedside table.  He then went into the attached bathroom to take a
shower.

   The warm water helped his muscles to relax, but Aaron didn't feel any
more at ease.  He was still thinking about the lube bottle that Cathy had
put on Jake's table.  She had talked to Aaron, before, about how Jacob's
virginity needed to be taken soon, so that he doesn't fall behind in
Community School.  Aaron was too embarrased to admit to her he wasn't ready
for that yet.  He knows what she'd say: How can any man not desire his own
boy?

   Aaron looked down at his own penis, the tool he'd be using to drill into
his son.  It was of less-than-average length, and with the shrinkage it
looked miniscule compared to what most of the men in The Community were
equipped with.  Though it sounds strange, Aaron wondered if he could even
satisfy Jacob, sexually.  He certainly wasn't satisfying his own wife. 
Every day, while Aaron was at work, a different man would come over to
their house and fuck Catherine nice and deep - while Jacob watched.  They'd
never cum inside her though, only down Jacob's throat (though on occasion
they'd cum in her asshole and little Jakey would felch it out).

   In a few months, Jacob would be 6, and the men that would come over
every day could fuck him as well.  Maybe, if Aaron could delay that long,
he might end up not needing to fuck the boy at all.  A.J.  could outsource
taking care of Jacob's sexual needs to the other men of The Community. 
They certainly wouldn't mind at all, the pedophiles that they are; Jacob
was an absolute cutie.  Whenever the Kohen family was in public, all of the
grown men would be checking out Jacob with hungry looks on their faces. 
All it'd take is a few months of stalling, and Aaron could weasel his way
out of needing to fuck his son's ass.  Then he could go back to focusing on
all the beautiful pussies that abounded The Community...

   Aaron shut off the water abruptly and hung his head on his arm in shame.
What was he thinking??  What kind of a man was he, that he wasn't willing
to take care of his son the way that all children SHOULD be taken care of?
What would his wife say, if she knew what he was thinking?  And what of the
One who DOES know his thoughts?  In that moment, Aaron repented then and
there, and asked once again for the strength to do what is right.

   As he climbed out of the shower, he remembered the verses of the good
book, that the ability to do righteous action is granted to those who are
thankful.  And so A.J.  thanked God.  For guiding him to The Community, for
giving him an adorable son, and perhaps most of all, for his lovely wife.
She was everything Jacob could've hoped for in a wife: smart, loyal, and
always putting the wellbeing of her family above everything else.  He
considered waking her up right now and making love to her, but she must've
had a long day.  Getting several men to orgasm so that they can feed your 5
year old son is tiring work.  Perhaps in the morning she'd be down for a
quickie.

   Aaron opened the bathroom door, and he was surprised to find that the
bedroom light was on.  When his eyes stopped blinking, he gasped at what he
saw.  His hand gripped his chest, and his other needed to grab the
doorframe to not fall backwards.

   Lying in bed was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen: his wife
Catherine.  She was dressed up in sexy lingerie that Aaron hadn't seen her
in before.  She wore all black bra, stockings, panties, and heels, which
was all complemented by the shimmering jewelery she was decked out in.  Her
blonde hair had been done in waves, some of it drooping over her face, and
through it her beautiful blue eyes looked at him longingly.  Even after 5
years of being together, she still takes his breath away every time.

   "Why hello there, Mr.  Kohen," she spoke coquettishly.  "Do you know
what today is?"

   "Ah!  I- I er- I-"

   "It's my fertile day today.  And you know what that means?"

   "I- I do!  I do?"

   Catherine giggled to herself for a bit, before putting her sexy voice
back on.  "It means I'm *horny*" she mouthed.

   Aaron began babbling incoherently.  His heart was racing.  It had been
so long since he and his wife had sex, he felt like it was their wedding
night all over again.

   "Oh, whatever will I do?" she playfully moaned, tugging down at her bra
revealing more of her cleavage.  "Mr.  Kohen, don't you have a friend who
can help me out?"

   Aaron's heart almost stopped.  He half thought she honestly wanted him
to go grab one of his friends in The Community, all of whom were much more
well endowed than he was.  But then she nodded towards his crotch, and he
looked down.  A.J.'s cock, which was shriveled up just moments ago, was now
fully erect.

   "He looks happy to see me." Cathy laughed.  "Well, what are you waiting
for, Mr.  Kohen?  Be a good friend and introduce us..." she playfully
pleaded.

   A.J.  practically lept towards the bed in excitement.  He landed on top
of her, and they both started laughing together.  He had his legs on either
side of her, and he brought his face down to hers, touching noses.  He
loved his wife so much.

   "Y'know," she whispered, "I have a few friends who'd like to meet you as
well."

   "Oh, really?"

   "Mhmm." she nodded.  "Twins, actually.  But you'll have to get them to
come out," she motioned with her head down towards her chest.  "They're a
bit shy..."

   Aaron started kissing his wife on the cheek, and continued down her
neck. Her breathing got heavier the further he went.  When he arrived at
her bra, he grabbed the center of it and tugged down, making her breasts
pop out in unison.

   The fragrance of her breastmilk wafted over A.J.'s nose.  Her chest
always smelled strongly of it - she was constantly breastfeeding little
Jacob.  Even when she was getting skewered in all 3 of her holes, she'd
hold Jakey tightly to her breast.  He would only unlatch when one of the
men was ready to cum, so he could take a dose of man-milk to go along with
his mommy-milk.  As every child should.

   A.J.  paused for a moment to admire each of his wife's mammaries
hungrily, like he was trying to decide his plate at a buffet.  They were a
luscious Triple-D cup, and years of breastfeeding Jacob (as well as plenty
of other Community kiddies), has made them even more buxom.  Finally, he
buried his head between them and motorboated those tiddies.  Catherine
exploded in laughter.

   "Ohhho- Oh, Mr.  Kohen!" she exclaimed, maintaining her roleplay even in
her glee, "Mr.  Kohen you're a married man!  Sto- stop it!" she mock
protested, though she held his head into her chest.  Catherine knew well,
how much her husband valued pillowtalk.  To Aaron, making love wasn't so
much about what you do, but what you say.  Yet another reason he prefered
adult women to children.

   When he finished he climbed up to kiss her again.  "Mr.  Kohen," she
said, "what kind of a wingman are you?  Why don't you introduce your friend
to them?"

   Aaron's eyes lit up.  There were few things in this world he loved more
than getting a tittyfuck from his better half.

   He got on his knees, which were on either side of her torso, firmly
placing his cock between her boobs.  Catherine raised herself up on the
pillows behind her as she placed her hands on her breasts, sandwiching his
cock.

   "Oh!" A.J.  interrupted her.  "Can I get my glasses?" Catherine rolled
her eyes at him.  "What?" he whined.  All he wanted was to get a good view
of his wife beautiful funbags as they worked on him.

   "Fine, get them!" she finally barked.  A.J.  quickly grabbed them from
the bedside table and put them on as she continued, "You don't have to
*ask* me!"

   "I'm sorry, dear..."

   "And don't be sorry either!" she reprimanded.  "We talked about this
Aaron.  When you say things like that breaks the immersion!"

   "I know dear I know-"

   "And I've told you before, you have to be more assertive!  You know I
like it when guys take control in bed.  Don't you remember how that nice
boy Thomas fucked me when he brought his daughter over?  He's half our age
but he still knows how to dominate a lady..."

   Catherine's hands were motioning as she spoke, and they were nowhere
near where A.J.  wanted them to be: on her breasts.  She was in full-on nag
mode know, and the more she spoke the more flaccid he got.  He wasn't the
most confident of men, and it didn't help that he was being compared to
other people.  He just wished there was a way to shut her up so they could
get back to what they were doing.

   Just then, Aaron thought he'd try something he'd never done before.  As
Cathy was still talking, he lunged forward and shoved his cock in her
mouth. She was shocked at first, thought it didn't take long for her to
start bobbing her head on it, sucking hard as she went.  A.J.  learned this
trick from one of his old Wall St.  buddies.  'Nothing shuts a bitch up
like a nice hard cock down her throat' he said.  Aaron thought at the time
that it was misogynistic, but he never realized it'd be so effective.

   "MMmmm....  Oh Mr.  Kohen, your friend is so naughty!" she said when she
finally stopped sucking.  Aaron smiled to see her back in the roleplay. 
"Y'know, I have a naughty friend of my own.  She lives right down the
road," Catherine motioned with her eyes down towards her crotch.  "Why
don't you pay her a visit?"

   A.J.  felt his heart race in excitement yet again.  He loved giving oral
almost as much as he loved to receive it.  Even more so when it came to his
wife; the idea of bringing pleasure to such a luscious woman turned him on
so much.  Her kissed her again, starting from her neck, down past her abs,
and arriving at her panties.

   When he pulled them to the side, he braced himself to be hit with the
smell of a dozen different guys that have been inside her.  But he found
her pussy to smell incredibly pleasant.  Aaron deeply appreciated how his
wife went the extra mile to groom herself for him.  It was with this
invigorated love that he delved his tongue down her pussy lips, thrashing
about therein with a passion.

   "Oh - oh Aaronnnn!!~" He could feel her grip the sheets as he went to
work on her clit.  Her thighs caved in on his skull, boxing him in and
making him suck even harder.

   Catherine had one hand on her forehead and was fanning herself with the
other.  "Oh, honey, oh I can't wait anymore!" she moaned, having broken the
roleplay she was just stressing earlier.  "Get up here and fuck me
already!!"

   Now there was an order A.J.  didn't mind taking.  He got up on his knees
to see that she had her hands over her face.  Seeing how he got her all hot
and bothered made his cock somehow even more erect.  While her eyes were
closed he quickly reached into the bedside drawer and grabbed a condom.

   "Baby wha- what is that?" Catherine asked, the sound of the condom
wrapper breaking waking her from her blissful daze.

   "Oh this is nothing, honey." Aaron tried to dodge, thinking he could
slip it on without her noticing.

   "Is that a condom?"

   "Uhhh..."

   "Dear, we're trying for a baby tonight, aren't we?  You don't need
that..."

   "But, uh..." Aaron rubbed the nape of his neck as he searched for an
excuse.  "But honey I, I already opened it..."

   Catherine reached up, snatched the condom from her husband's hands, and
tossed it away.  She then wrapped her hands around the back of his head and
brought him into her.  "Now.  Aaron Kohen.  You're going to give me what I
want."

   Aaron smiled.  "You want me to give you another child?"

   His wife smiled in response.  "I want you to give me TEN more children."

   "10?  11 kids?"

   "11 kids."

   "That many, huh?  How many boys, how many girls?"

   "All boys."

   "All boys?"

   "All boys."

   "That's a lotta Bar Mitzvahs." Aaron quipped.

   "That's a lot of Christmas presents." Cathy snarked right back.

   "Well...  at least I can have my own football team."

   "And *I* can have my harem of little boys who'll fuck and creampie me
daily in all of my holes."

   "Oh, really?"

   "Yes, really."

   "And what role will your husband play during all of that?"

   "Well, you can fight for a hole if you want.  But you'll have to wait
until they're done with me.  IF they're ever done with me."

   "Oh?  And why are they more deserving of you than your own husband?"

   "Because they came from inside me and.  You.  Didn't." Cathy punctuated
her statement by bopping her husband on the nose.

   "Heh.  To me, it looks like you get to have all the fun."

   "I most certainly won't!" Cathy declared.  "Do you think those little
boys will be ready to fuck me right after they come out of my pussy? 
They'll need a healthy helping of Daddy milk daily to help them grow big
and strong!  And even when they're grown, don't think that means you won't
have access to their boy-pussies anymore!  They are *your* sons, after
all..."

   Aaron cleared his throat awkwardly.  He tried his best not to display
how uneasy that made him.  "Well...  it's nice to see you've got it all
figured out."

   "Mhmm you're damned right I do."

   "Well, if you do..." A.J.  smiled smugly, "then what are their names
gonna be?"

   "Jacob, Josh, Eli, David, John, Moses, Paul, Nathan, Noah, Mark, and
Michael." she rattled off without missing a beat.

   Aaron smiled widely.  "Say that again."

   "Jacob, Josh, Eli, David, John MMMmmmmmm--!"

   Aaron planted a kiss on the lips of his wife, who embraced him lovingly.
As his tongue was meeting hers he guided his cock to her love passage, and
made his entrance.  Catherine moaned through her husband's kiss, not
unlatching from it.

   Each time Aaron fell upon his wife, he could feel her breathing getting
heavier.  One of her arms was hooked around his back, the other on the back
of his head, holding him into their kiss.  She was the one ultimately break
it, turning her head to the side to catch some air.  "Oh Aaron!  Oh...  oh,
baby, I love you so much, Aaron!"

   A.J.  buried his head in her neck.  He felt overcome with emotion,
hearing words from her that he never heard from anyone else in The
Community that he fucked.

   He could feel his balls swelling.  He had, in fact, not cum in a few
days, and their foreplay had already gotten him all worked up.  Normally in
this situation he'd employ the age-old trick of thinking of something else
to last longer (baseball, spreadsheets, his old rabbi...).  Else Catherine
would be complaining after they finish, telling him to build his stamina
like the other men of The Community.  But tonight, she didn't seem to mind.

   "Oh yeah baby, give it- give it to me!!  Cum for meeee~" she shouted at
a volume that might've woken little Jacob.  A.J.  had no choice but to
acquiesce: he got faster with each word, until he felt he was about to blow
his load any moment...

   "Oh yes!  YESS!!" Catherine screamed.  "Give us a handsome baby boy that
we can fuck togetherrr~"

   Aaron winced, and as a reflex pulled out of his wife's slit and shot his
load directly onto her.  He tilted his head back, grunted loudly and jerked
himself wildly.  Strands were still shooting out of the head when he felt
the force of both of his wife's arms push him out from under him.  He fell
off the side of the bed directly onto his back, his upward-facing cock
still spewing out cum like a sperm volcano.

   Aaron was thorougly disoriented.  He didn't even fully realize what was
happening until he heard his wife screaming, "What the FUCK, Aaron??"

   She'd gottten up off the bed, and Aaron rose to face her.  He saw that
he'd splashed his cum all over her belly, chest, hair, even the bridge of
her nose.

   "Oh honey!  Oh I'm so sorry!  Honey please forgive me..." Aaron pleaded.
"Did any of it get in your eye?  Oh, I'm so sorry-"

   "Aaron, WHAT were you DOING?" she chided.  She seemed completely unhurt,
and it wasn't sympathy she was trying to get out of her husband, but
answers.

   "Oh honey, oh I'm sorry honey...  it was, y'know, it was in the heat of
the moment.  I didn't mean to-"

   "Heat of of the mo-!  Aaron!  You know most guys FORGET to pull out, in
the heat of the moment, right??"

   "Dear, please, calm down..." A.J.  put his hands out to try and console
her, but when he told her to calm down a scowl appeared on her face, and he
knew he had to say something to try and appease her.  "Don't worry honey,
really, we can try again tomorrow night!"

   "No, *honey*, we actually CAN'T try again tomorrow, you know why? 
Because TODAY was my unsafe day, Aaron!" She pointed incisively at a
calendar that was hung up on the bedroom wall.  Several days were marked in
X's and O's, with a big red swirling circle on tonight.  "Don't you
remember we talked about this, Aaron?  That we agreed we'd try for another
baby?"

   "I do remember that Catherine, of course I do."

   "Then why haven't you creampied me since we talked about it??"

   "I'm sorry honey I just forgo-"

   "You *forgot*?  Why do you think I put that calendar up there, Aaron,
just for me?  Huh?"

   Aaron sighed.  "No honey you did it for u-"

   "I did it for US, Aaron!  I did all thi- I dress up all sexy.  I get
myself ready for you.  I *wait* for you every night.  I do all this for us
and *you* won't even..." she started sniffling, her once-commanding voice
now breaking into tears in the span of the same sentence, "...  you won't
even cum in my pussy, Aaron!"

   Seeing his wife tear up like this was too much for Aaron to bear.  He
didn't mind her being mad at him, but to see the woman he loved so
heartbroken, it was something he just couldn't take.  "I will honey.  I
promise you I will."

   "You will?  Well, when will you?t Right now, ready for round 2?  Or
maybe tomorrow morning?  After you've fed Jacob his morning milk, and
before you have to leave for your JOB, maybe you'll find some time in your
busy schedule for your wife of 5 years?  Hm, Aaron?"

   "Yes, honey!  Yes, I will."

   "Aaron." she looked deep into his eyes, as tears continued to flow from
hers, her voice now more assertive.  "Can you promise me you'll try your
hardest to get me pregnant?"

   A.J.  opened his mouth to say yes, but stopped himself, as he remembered
Devarim 23:24, that any oath he makes, he will be held to account for by
Hashem, and that he should not lie.  "You know, Catherine, I was
thinking... maybe we're not ready yet."

   "Excuse me?  What do you mean *we*?  It sounds like you're the one
that's not ready!"

   "No no I mean, it's Jacob y'know honey, maybe we can wait until he's
older."

   "Until he's older??  Aaron, you DO realize, most children in The
Community are only 2 or 3 years apart from their siblings?  And Jacob's
already FIVE."

   "Yeah but-"

   "And you KNOW he keeps asking me to give him a baby sister, right?"

   "Yes I know that but-"

   "No you DON'T know that, Aaron, you know why?  Because you're never here
when he asks me that, you're always at work!"

   "No I know, but y'know Cathy he's too innocent to realize, y'know?  He
doesn't know that he'll have less attention when the new baby comes along."

   "Yeah but that's life, Aaron!  All children have to deal with things
like that!  And you know, if you really cared, you'd make the extra effort
to give attention to and cum inside of all of your children!  All of the
other men in The Community can, why can't you?"

   "Oh, I mean- it's just so hard with work and all..."

   "Wor- the fuck you talking about, Aaron?  You think you're back on Wall
Street or something?  You're working for Jay, your best friend!  What's he
gonna do, FIRE you?  You think we have a *mortgage* to pay on this house or
something?"

   "Well, I mean, Jay is counting on me to-"

   "And don't use Jay as an excuse!  You know why?  Because he'd be the
first to encourage you to have children!  You know how he's always talking
about how, The Community needs to grow more organically if we want to be
self-sustainable and all that."

   "Right but it's not just Jay.  See, my job is very important, dear, and
the entire Community is counting on me to-"

   "OH!  OH!!  I SEE!  Your job is SOOO important!  Much more important
than your wife and son!!"

   "No no dear I didn't mean it like that-"

   "Is that why you're so late from work all the time Aaron, is THAT why?
Hm?  Or is it because you like to play with all the kiddie sluts that Jay
has in his office, hm?  Don't need your wife when Jay's got an army of
preteens waiting to suck you off under your desk all day, huh?!?"

   "No!  Catherine, please, no!  You know that's not true!  Cathy, honey,
look at me.  You know I don't have sex at work, you know that's not who I
am.  I only want you.  I only want Jacob and you."

   "And what about what I want?  You ever think about that, Aaron?"
Catherine was sobbing now.  "We have this, this big house...  and it's so
empty.  I want to fill with children, Aaron, with OUR children.  I want to
be able to hear them getting fucked from all different corners of the
house. I want their moans to echo out as their Daddy pounds them hard. 
Even just now, I was lying in bed, waiting to hear Jacob squeal when Daddy
sticks him for the first time.  But you didn't, did you Aaron?  You call
yourself a family man and you can't even fuck your own children?  Huh? 
Answer me!"

   Aaron couldn't look his wife in the eye.  "Cathy, I..."

   She shook her head.  "I'm tired of waiting." She stomped over to the
closet, opening it and rummaging through furiously.

   "Cat...  Cathy what are you doing?"

   "I'm going to go find a man that knows how to FUCK his family!  One that
won't be afraid to creampie my pussy, and give me lots of children that
he'll raise on his cock!  And he'll have a BIG cock!  Not like YOUR short
shriveled Jew-prick!" she stomped back over to face her husband, having
thrown on a longcoat over her lingerie.  "Well?  Aren't you going to *stop*
me?  You know a real man would pin me to the bed and fuck me here and now!"

   "I never stop you from sleeping with other guys, Catherine."

   "Yeah, but you know what I never let those other guys do?  I never let
them creampie my pussy, Aaron!  You know why?  Because I want Jacob to have
a FULL sibling that he can fuck when he gets older.  Not a step sibling,
not a half sibling, a FULL sibling, Aaron.  Do you understand me, huh?  Did
they ever teach you the difference between a half and a whole at Yale-"

   Catherine stopped speaking abruptly.  She looked past Aaron and gasped.
Aaron spun around.  He saw little Jacob standing in their doorway.  His
eyes were watering, his lips and cheeks shaking on the verge of bawling.

   Catherine's expression immediately turned from anger to concern. 
"Jacob...." The toddler bolted away, and Catherine hurried after him.  Once
A.J.  realized what'd just happened, he made after them, towards his son's
bedroom.

   Jacob had his face buried in his pillow, his muffled wailing could be
heard from the hall.  Catherine was beside him on the bed, massaging his
back.  "Aww, baby, tell me what's wrong.  Mommy's here now."

   "You and Daddy were fightiiiiiiiing" the boy caterwauled.

   "Ohhh baby no...  No!" the mother tried to reassure.  "We weren't
fighting!  We were just trying to make a baby, and we both got a little
excited, and we were just shouting a little.  Isn't that right, *daddy*?"
she said pointedly, turning to Aaron with her eyes blinking forcefully, as
if to say, "get over here and DO something"

   "Uhh- That's right champ!" Aaron finally let out, as he made his way to
get up on the edge of the bed with his family.

   "There, see?  Mommy and Daddy are happy!  Here, baby, see for yourself.
Here..." she gently lifted his shoulders to get him upright.  Jacob got up
and turned to face his parents, putting his back on the pillows.  His eyes
were red and his cheeks and nose were wet with tears and snot.

   "Mommy, why - *sniff* - why are you wearing a coat?" the toddler asked,
his lips still quivering.  "Are you...  leaving us?"

   "What?  Nooo!  I'm just feeling a little cold, that's all.  Mommy would
never leave her little boy!!"

   "But what about Daddy?  Would you ever leave Daddy?"

   Catherine did a double take to look at Aaron, as if she had to think
about it for a moment.  "No, Jacob, of course not!  That's my husband after
all!"

   "Mommy...  you said," Jacob sniffled.  "You said, Daddy's thingy is too
small for you."

   Catherine's eyes widened, distraught that he heard that.  "Jacob..."

   "Does that mean...  you don't love mine?  Because mine's even smaller
than Daddy's?"

   "Jacob that's not-"

   "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH"

   Jacob's faced raised to ceiling as he let out a screech, and Catherine
buried her forehead in her palms.  A.J.  didn't know what to say.  They
don't train you for this kind of thing at Yale.

   It was finally Catherine who took action.  "Jacob.  Jacob listen to me."
She massaged his back with one hand, and gently gripped his head with the
other, and brought it towards hers.  She pressed her forehead against his
as she spoke, some of A.J.'s cum that was on her face went to Jacob's. 
"Jacob, you came from Mommy's hole.  There's NO MAN on this Earth that
deserves to be inside it, more than you.  That's why I will always love
your willie."

   "And Daddy's too, right?" Jacob croaked.

   Catherine raised her head back and put her hands on her heart.  "Of
*course* I love your Daddy's!" she said a bit too emphatically.  "Why, I
just can't get enough of it..." she grabbed A.J.'s penis and yanked it
towards her, taking him by surprise.  "I could just have it in my mouth
alll day..." she sang before her mouth dived onto her husband's cock.

   Catherine bobbed back and forth, deepthroating it to the hilt and back
each time, making loud slurping noises as she went.  She'd never given head
so energetically in all their years of marriage.  A.J.'s dick went from
soft to rock hard within moments.  She then stopped briefly to turn to her
still-sobbing son to ask, "you want a taste, baby?  No?  Oh well, more for
me."

   Aaron's head tilted back as he basked in the euphoria of having his dick
sucked by such a gorgeous woman.  He was snapped out of it when he heard,
"Do you like it when she does that, Daddy?"

   Aaron's head shook as he came to his senses.  For a brief moment he'd
forgotten his son was even there.  He remembered now that the only reason
they were there was to console him.  "Ahhh - yes, I do, champ!  Ohhhh YES,
I do..." Aaron said, half moaning, as he looked down at his son.  "No one
does it better than your Mom!  ERr - except you!" he quickly pivoted,
though he didn't truly mean that.  "You know your Mom just isn't as cute
and sexy as you are..."

   At this Jacob started to well up, "Daddy, don't say that about
Mommyyy!!"

   As the boys cries filled the room once again, Aaron could see his wife
scowling at him, his cock still in her mouth.  Aaron worried she might bite
down on it.  "Uh, no no no!" he blurted.  "No, champ, listen!  Your mother
is...  she's the most beautiful woman God made.  She's got lovely blonde
hair and soft skin and...  and she's so kind and caring and..."

   As his father spoke, Jacob's sobbing softened.  "And that's - *sniff* -
that's why you married her, right, Daddy?"

   "OHhh yes!" Aaron's response rang out, which was more caused by
Catherine moving down to sucking his sac as she continued to stroke him.

   Content with this answer, Jacob turned his attention to his mother. 
"Mommy?"

   "yeph deaw?" she responded with a mouth full of testicle.

   "Can you tell me that story again?  About how you fell in love with
Daddy?" This question piqued Aaron's interest as well.  He hadn't heard
that story before.

   "Mmmm-" she popped off Aaron's balls.  "Well," she turned to her son
fully, now, spit and precum dribbling from her lips, "it's a little hard to
tell a story while my mouth is full of Daddy's bottle!  Tell you what,
let's switch.  You take care of Daddy, and I'll tell you the story."

   "OK, Mommy!" the toddler replied excitedly, practically hopping into
place to tend to his father.  Catherine smiled warmly at her boy's
enthusiasm, and she laid herself on his pillow as she began her story.

   "Well, as you both know, I wasn't born in The Community but I was
brought here when I was very small.  My father never made love to me, but
luckily I at least had my pastor who-"

   "But Mommy," Jacob interrupted before he'd even begun sucking on A.J.'s
cock in earnest, "why did your daddy never put his thingy inside of you? 
Didn't he love you?"

   Catherine breathed a heavy sigh.  "Jacob, baby, we talked about this,
remember?  In the outside world...  they just misunderstand the way little
boys and girls need to be loved.  They think, when daddies put their
thingies in their children...  that they're hurting them somehow.  My own
daddy loved me in his own way, but, he just didn't understand how to make
me truly happy."

   Jacob turned back to his own father's erection, the tip of it he held
right between his eyes.  The 5 year old took a moment of silent reflection,
before saying, "I'm so happy I have a Daddy that takes care of me." With
this he opened his mouth wide and took in as much of Aaron's cock as he
could fit in his toddler mouth.

   "Oh..." Catherine's hands shot up to her heart, and her head tilted,
gushing.  "I do too, baby.  I do too..."

   For a few minutes nothing but the soft sound of a toddler nursing on his
Daddy's cock occupied the room.  It was Aaron who then nodded towards
Catherine to get her to continue the story.  Secretly he hoped Jacob would
fall back asleep so he could jump back into bed with his wife, but he was
equally interested in hearing what she had to say next.

   "So, at least I had my pastor, you know him, Father Anderson.  He's one
of the Runners even to this day.  He popped my cherry one afternoon during
Sunday School, and every week I'd come back to him for a helping of 'holy
milk.' Eventually, he was able to convince my parents that he'd take me to
a religious retreat, and that's how he brought me to The Community."

   "The Community was more amazing than anything I could've dreamed of.  So
many nice men, who took care of me as soon I arrived, as if I was their own
daughter.  Even though none of my family came with me, it was like the
entire Community was my new family."

   "Then, as the days went by and I got older and older, becoming a
teenager and then a full adult woman, men in The Community tended to chase
after me less.  I wasn't the center of attention anymore, like I was when I
was a preteen.  I was always tall for my age, and most of the guys here
tend to prefer petite little girls and boys."

   "One day, I was at The Community bar.  I was lying back on one of the
tables and some guy was ramming my a-hole.  Meanwhile, a little toddler
girl was sitting on my face.  I think you might know her, Desiree, she's in
the 5th grade now.  Anyway, I had my tongue deep in her delicious toddler
kitty-hole, when, all of a sudden, I hear a man come up next to us and say,
'excuse me, miss.' and he was talking to Desiree!  He said he was sorry for
interrupting, but he just wanted to ask her friend, me, a question.  So,
Desiree back up a little bit, and I was able to turn my head to him.  It
was a man I'd never seen before in The Community, he was short and skinny,
and wearing these thick glasses.  He asked me something no man in The
Community had asked me...  he asked me to take me out on a date!"

   Jacob turned to her, the cock in his mouth making an indent in the side
of his cheek.  "Did you shay yesh, Mohm?"

   Catherine laughed.  "Of course I did, silly!  And I even said yes when
he got on one knee and asked me to marry him." Catherine looked up at A.J.,
making eye contact with him.  "After all those years, he was the one to
make me feel again, like I was desirable..."

   The pair's eye contact held for some time, until Jacob unlatched from
his dad's cock to get his mom to continue.  "And then what happened, Mom,
then what?"

   Cathy looked back down to face her son.  "Well, that night, your daddy
shot his seed deep in Mommy's womb, and it fertilized one of Mommy's eggs.
9 months later, an adorable baby boy hatched!" she smiled and pinched his
cheek.

   "And 9 months from tonight, my baby sister will come out, right, Mom?"

   Cathy looked up at Aaron briefly and took a deep breath.  "Well, not
exactly, baby." she said to Jacob, scooping up some cum that was on her
breasts with her finger.  "It looks like your Daddy's aim is a little off
these days.  He was supposed to shoot his seed into my kitty hole, but he
missed the bullseye and it landed on Mommy's breasts instead!"

   Jacob let go of his father's cock and turned to his mother with a solemn
look on his face.  "Is that why you two were fighting, Mommy?"

   "Oh sweetie..." Catherine sighed, heartbroken.  "It's like I told you,
baby, we weren't fighting.  Really, it was my fault.  I shouldn't have
gotten mad at your father like that.  He was only trying his best." Aaron's
eyes widened in genuine surprise that she'd take the blame for something
like that, though he then realized that she was trying to teach their son
important life lessons.

   Jacob looked back at his father's cock, and hesitated a moment, like a
child trying to convince themself to part with a toy they loved so dearly.
He finally tilted it towards his mother and said, "Here, Mommy.  You can
have Daddy's cock now."

   Catherine gushed over this selflessness from her son.  "Are you sure,
baby?  You haven't had your helping of Daddy milk today."

   "Don't worry, Mom!" Jacob encouraged his own mother with confidence. 
"Once Daddy plants his seed in you, you won't need any more for my baby
sister to grow!  Then I can have Daddy all to myself!"

   Catherine came in and embraced her son.  "That's right Jacob, that's
right!" she exclaimed, as if to imply that once she got pregnant she could
go back to having other Community men creampie her pussy, leaving Aaron
with only Jacob to fuck.  Aaron wasn't exactly looking forward to that. 
Still, he could never turn down an opportunity to fuck his wife.

   "Mom, can I..." Jacob spoke into his mother's chest as she squeezed him.
"Can Iwatch?  I wanna see how Daddy puts my baby sister into you."

   Catherine let go of the hug.  She put her hands on her sons shoulders
and looked upon him with such joy.  "Is that even a question sweetie, *of
course* you can watch Mommy and Daddy.  How else are you going to tell your
little sister about the day she was made?"

   Jacob squealed in excitement.  Catherine did not hesitate to throw
herself back on the pillows and spread her legs for her husband.  She'd
never exhuded such eagerness to get fucked by Aaron before.

   A.J.  started stroking his own manhood in pride.  "Now, pay attention,
kiddo.  You might be able to learn a thing or two from watching your old
man work!!"

   "Oh, don't worry about me, Daddy." the toddler reassured.  "Those nice
men who come to our house every day already teach me lots.  Just focus on
Mommy, OK?"

   "Aarg- er- yeah...  ok." A.J.  conceded.  He could hear Catherine
snorting, trying to hold in her laughter.

   "Now, Daddy," Jacob attested, "try to remember what you did on the night
of yours and Mommy's wedding.  That way, Mommy will get pregnant for sure!"

   "Pshaa HAAA hahaaa" Catherine blurted out, not able to contain her mirth
anymore.  "Oh hon," she wiped a tear from her eye, "your Daddy didn't know
WHAT he was doing on our wedding night.  You know, he was still a virgin,
after all."

   "Mommy, what's a birgen?"

   "A virgin sweetie means someone who was never inside of anyone."

   "You mean..." Jacob took a second to process this.  "Daddy was still a
virgin at THIRTY years old?  HAHAAAAAAAAhahahahahaa"

   Mother and son burst out into laughter.  Aaron cast his head to the side
in embarrassment.  He always knew he'd get made fun of at some point in his
life for that.  He just never thought it'd be by his own 5 year old son.

   When their giggling subsided, Jacob leaned towards his mother's ear, and
put his hand up to cover his mouth from A.J., but he whispered so loud that
he could still hear him.  "Don't worry, Mom!  Once I'm old enough, you can
just use me to make your babies!  Then, you won't even need Daddy's seed
anymore!"

   Catherine raised up her hand copying her son and whispered loudly, "Oh,
believe me, dear, I'm counting the days!  Mommy can't wait to have her
baby's baby!!"

   Aaron looked to his family and smiled.  He too thought it was a
beautiful thing, for his wife to bear his son's child.  Perhaps by then, he
would have a daughter of his own that he could impregnate.  But first
thing's first: he'd have to make one.

   Aaron pointed his cock in to make his entry, when he heard Jacob speak
up.  "Do you need my help guiding it in, Daddy?"

   "Wha- of course not why would I need your he-" Aaron stopped when he
noticed a death glare from his wife.  "UHHhh- I mean, thank you, Jake! 
You're such a good help for Daddy."

   Jacob gripped his Daddy's cock in his tiny toddler hand, his middle
finger not even reaching his thumb.  The toddler then guided it to the hole
that he himself came out of 5 years ago.  He placed his other hand atop his
mom's clit and parted her pussy lips.  He then joined part and part
together, like a child playing with lego blocks.  Once it was in place,
Aaron slipped inside.

   "Wow, Mommy!  Daddy went inside you so smoothly!" the child gasped. 
"Not like those other guys who are way too big for you!"

   Aaron winced at this, but Catherine laughed.  "Don't you know, baby? 
All men's thingies are shaped just perfectly for their wives' holes."

   "And for their kids' holes too, right, Mom?"

   "Yes, that's right, baby." Catherine adored.  "Now come here." She
grabbed her son and pulled him close to her.  "You, too, Mister." She
wrapped her legs around her husband's back and brought him in.  "I want to
feel you ALL the way inside me."

   "Yes, ma'am!" shouted A.J.

   The coitus between husband and wife was fully underway.  Catherine's
zealous fellatio had done well to get him hard, but it would be quite a
while before Aaron's balls could produce more cum for his darling wife.  He
had blown such a huge load just minutes ago, after a long dry spell.  He
moved in and out methodically; there was no rush.  All the while Catherine
held their darling boy to her bosom, like a teddy bear.

   Aaron expected his son to begin nursing at his mother's tit.  After all,
no man, young or old, could resist such breasts.  But to his surprise, the
boy's attention appeared to be elsewhere.

   Jacob was fidgeting, trying to get loose from his mother's grip.  She
ultimately relented, and Jacob crawled forward towards the place of his
parents' union.  He peered over his mom's hip to get a better view of the
action.  When Jacob saw, his eyes widened, and he gasped in admiration.

   Seeing his mother getting penetrated was nothing new to Jacob.  But the
5-year-old had never watched his parents making love before.  A.J.  was
wondering at first, why his son seemed to be so infatuated with the way he
moved in and out of his wife.  But then it hit him.

   Jacob wasn't just watching some lewd display, like a kid in the outside
world seeing porn for the first time.  Jacob had a personal stake in this.
It was confirmation to him that his parents really *did* love each other.
They weren't just telling him that; they were showing him.  When Aaron saw
his son breathe a contentful sigh, he immediately regretted never having
him present during their lovemaking before this.  Even if it was past the
boy's bedtime, Aaron could have woken him up.  Every child should watch
their parents making love, often.  It's important for their mental and
emotional wellbeing.

   "Jacob, honey, don't strain yourself," the concerned mother cooed. 
"Here." She reached for his head and laid him down on her lower abdomen,
right above the action.  His own lips were directly above his mother's
pussy lips.

   "But, Mommy, I can't see anything like this." the boy whined.  Aaron
could see him trying to turn his eyes downward so he could get a look at
his father's cock.

   "Close your eyes, dear." Jacob did so, and Catherine gestured to her
husband to continue fucking her.  "There, now.  Can you feel Daddy going
inside Mommy?"

   "Mhmm I can feel him on my cheek!"

   "Yes, that's right...  now, open your mouth wide, Jacob."

   "Why, Mommy?"

   "What, and spoil the surprise?  Just do it, silly!  And keep your eyes
closed!"

   The toddler complied.  Aaron simply continued to slow-fuck his wife.  He
looked to her, his expression asking what she was trying to achieve.  She
made a pronounced motion towards Jacob.  It took A.J.  a full minute before
he realized what he should be doing.

   He retracted his cock, which glistened with his wife's pussy juice.  He
then gently delved it into his son's awaiting mouth.

   "MMmmm~!!" the boy was being fed his favorite treat.  The underdeveloped
tongue came out and skirted the bottom of his father's cock, getting a
taste of his mommy's clit on the side.  Jacob sucked hard and applied
saliva heavily, like he was trying to get all the flavor out of a sweet
popsicle before it melted.

   Aaron waited patiently for the suckling to let up, but that did not
happen.  Eager to get back inside his wife, he slowly pulled his cock out.

   "How does Mommy taste, dear?" Catherine asked smiling.

   "Mmmm...  you taste so good Mom." Jacob replied after licking his lips.
"Daddy's thingy is delicious, too."

   "Do you like tasting Mommy and Daddy together?"

   "Yes I do, Mom"

   "You want more?"

   "Yes please!" he said opening his eyes and looking up at his father
longingly.

   How could Aaron say no to such a cute face?  He delved his cock into his
wife's pussy balls deep, and swiveled around in there, trying to get his
wife's taste to cover every inch of his cock, like dipping a candy apple
stick into chocolate.  This time, upon pulling out, he presented it to
Jacob, so the boy could admire it before feasting on it.

   And so, Aaron made sweet love to his wife's pussy and his son's mouth,
alternating between the two.  He loved his family so much.  This continued
for several minutes, Jacob hungrily lapping up what his father presented to
him each time.  Though this was incredibly erotic to Aaron, he didn't feel
himself approaching orgasm any time soon.  He was the type of man who
needed to go hard in order to produce results.  And he wasn't able to in
his current position.

   "Alright, champ, I think that's enough of a midnight snack for now, eh?
I'm worried if I keep this up I might accidently shoot my stuff outside of
where we can make a baby with it!"

   "OK, Daddy!" The way the boy so quickly and obediently replied made
Aaron feel bad a little.

   "He's right baby," Catherine agreed, "but I'll tell you what, after your
Daddy gives me what I need to make your baby sister, you can clean up the
overflow with your mouth.  Sound good?"

   Jacob brought his hand to his chin.  He seemed to be seriously
contemplating his mother's proposal.  "No, Mommy." he finally said, to the
surprise of both parents.  "I mean, I want to.  Maybe I can just taste
Daddy's cummies in my mouth a little bit.  But then I'll spit it right back
inside you, Mommy!  I don't want to take any chances.  You said that
tonight's the main night you can get pregnant, right, Mom?"

   "You remembered!  Oh I'm so proud of you sweetie!" Catherine hugged her
son, and then gave him a deep kiss in the mouth.  Aaron felt extra guilty
about forgetting that tonight was Catherine's fertile night, seeing that
Jacob remembered it.  Oh well, at least Aaron would now have a chance of
rectifying that mistake.

   Aaron stroked himself to keep himself hard during his wife and son's
extended make out session.  He had to admit, it turned him on quite a bit,
seeing such a voluptuous woman in a passionate embrace with an
underdeveloped boy.  This could be nothing else but true love, the kind
only a mother can have for her children.  Aaron never knew his mother, but
he wished he did, so he could kiss her like this.

   "Now, baby," Cathy spoke closely to her son once her lips untethered
his, "I want you to sit on the edge of the bed like a good boy while Mommy
and Daddy make your baby sister for you.  We need some space so we can
really go at it!  We're gonna try real hard for this pregnancy, mmmkay?"

   "But, Mommy!" the boy protested.  "If Daddy goes in and out of you real
fast, won't that make you squirt all of his cummies out?"

   "Oh, oh, no, don't worry, dear, that never happens with Daddy." Cathy
quickly sushed him.  A.J.  didn't even know his wife squirted when she
came.

   Catherine, eager to end that conversation, quickly shifted into position
while Jacob went to sit on the edge of the bed as he was told.  The mother
lied on her back, tilting her cunt slightly upwards and spreading her legs
wide.  "Well, what are you waiting for, honey," she coaxed her husband,
"this baby ain't gonna make itself!"

   Aaron climbed up on top of his wife, aiming his pelvis over hers, in the
mating press position.  As soon as he found his mark, he hammered
downwards, fucking at full speed right out the gate.  The resounding slaps
almost drowned out Jacob's euphoric gasp, as he watched with intrigue how
his mother and father made love with such intensity.

   "Oh yes!  Yess~~!  Oh yeah baby, that's good, yes, rub yourself, honey!
Stroke it!!  It's only natural baby, keep doing it!" Aaron didn't realize
their son was jerking off watching them, he'd buried his head in his wife's
neck.  Jacob masturbating to them must've turned Catherine on.

   "Does that...  does that feel really good, Mommy?"

   "Ohhh- ahhh~!  MMm, did you say something sweetie?" Catherine moaned. 
She must've been pretending not to hear him; A.J.  heard the question
clearly.  She was probably faking her orgasm to make Jacob and Aaron feel
better about the fight.  Aaron didn't care; he found it hot all the same.

   Jacob did not repeat his question.  He allowed their lovemaking to
continue uninterrupted for several minutes.  Aaron was tiring out, but he
felt himself so close to cumming now.  Just a little more...

   "Mommy...  can I try it?"

   A.J.  felt his wife's hands push up under him and stop him, just like
she did a little while ago.  "What's that, sweetie?  You want Daddy inside
you?" she asked excitedly.

   "Just...  just a little bit, Mom." Jacob sputtered.  "He doesn't need to
finish in me, I just want to know what it feels like.  Then he can go back
to making a baby with you.  Please, Mommy?  If Daddy doesn't mind..."

   Catherine squealed in excitement, "No no he doesn't mind at all!!  Daddy
just can't WAIT to be inside his little boy for the first time!  Isn't that
right, Aaron?"

   It was not.

   "Uhh, I mean.  Sure champ.  We can try it if you want.  Or we could do
it some other time too, y'know, if you're not ready yet." Aaron's
hesitation made Jacob hang his head in shame.  Catherine glared at her
husband.

   Aaron leaned forward and put his hand on his son's shoulder.  "Jacob
it's completely up to you.  We can do whatever you like.  Just tell me what
you want and I'll do it."

   Jacob looked up at his father with those big eyes of his.  "Daddy... 
will being inside me make you happy?"

   "Uhm-" Jacob stammered.  "Y-yes, Jacob.  Yes it will."

   "Yayy!!" Jacob jumped a little to wrap his arms around his father's
neck. Aaron felt the boy squeeze him tightly.  He seems to have made his
son so happy with just a single statement.  His only regret was that the
statement was a lie.

   Catherine excitedly got into position; she piled some of the pillows up
against the headboard so it could give her back support.  As Jacob crawled
onto her lap, he addressed his father with a serious tone.  "Remember
Daddy, you have to pull out soon OK?  Save your milk for Mom so she can get
pregnant!"

   Aaron grinned tenderly at his son, as he stroked himself to keep his
erection going.  "Don't worry, I will, Jake.  After all, you know if I
didn't, your mom would *never* let me hear the end of it!"

   For once Catherine didn't react to such a statement, clearly excited to
see this milestone in her son's life unfold.  With one hand, she was
getting him into position, and with the other grabbing the bottle of lube
from the bedside table, christening it open for the first of hopefully many
nights.

   Jacob slid down with his back at his mother's chest, until his head was
sandwiched between her breasts, and his butt stuck out forward.  He then
raised his legs back towards his head, and his mother's hand delved forward
between them to lift his hairless sac, exposing his virgin anus.  She
applied some lube to her middle finger, which she then burrowed deep into
the boy's asshole.  The toddler exhaled in pleasure; his mom would often
finger fuck his ass, usually to the point of getting him to a dry orgasm.
With the lube, her finger was able to glide along the inner walls of his
anal cavity with ease.

   Catherine's finger finally escaped with a loud pop; the boy had
contracted his sphincter on it trying to hold her in.  She reached around
the outside of Jacob's legs to reach her husband's cock.  She simply turned
the bottle downward and squeezed; a stream of lube fell on the top of his
shaft which Aaron rubbed along the length of it, with so much of the lube
falling to the sheets below.

   As Aaron focused on getting his cock prepped, he noticed his son staring
at it wide-eyed, the way a child can't take his eyes off the needle at a
doctor's office.  "I think that's enough, honey." he murmured to his wife,
as he kept his eyes on his son.  Catherine retured the bottle to the
bedside table, and Aaron got up on his knees and inched forward.

   Jacob began to hyperventilate.  He grabbed both of his mother's forearms
from beneath which made her drop the lube bottle on the floor.  "M-Mommy-"
he whimpered, "i-i-is it g-gonna...  hurt?  When Daddy..."

   Catherine put both of her hands on Jakey's chest and massaged him
smoothly.  "Oh sweetie..." she leaned in and spoke softly in his ear. 
"Jacob, do you remember, when Mr.  Carpenter invited us to his daughter's
coming-of-age ceremony?  Remember how lovely it was to see Amanda's father
enter her for the first time?"

   "But, Mom!" Jacob whinged, still breathing heavily.  "When he did that,
Amanda started bleeding!"

   "Shhh...  yes I know baby, I know.  But you talked to Amanda after
right? Did she tell you what it felt like?"

   His head tilted as he reminisced, and his breathing quieted.  "She
said...  it did hurt at first.  But then...  she said it felt really nice."
Jacob recounted.  "Amanda said, once her kitty hole was stretched properly,
it didn't hurt at all."

   "There, you see!" she chuckled.  "And what else did she say baby?  What
did she say it felt like, to feel her Daddy inside of her?"

   "She said...  it felt better than eating ice cream." Jacob mused as he
looked askance, trying to envision this feeling for himself.

   "Woooww!" Cathy intoned, looking up at Aaron.  "You hear that?  Better
than ice cream!  And don't you worry Jacob," she assured turning back down
to her son, "bleeding is only for girls and their kitty holes.  Boys never
bleed.  That's because men are big and strong!" Cathy tickled her son. 
When he finally let out a little giggle, she went on, "now, you might feel
something, just a little pressure.  But, Jacob, don't you want to know what
it feels like, to feel Daddy inside you all the way to here?" she gently
poked at his lower belly, where the head of Aaron's cock would be if he
went in balls-deep this very moment.

   "MMmmm...  mmhmm." Jacob looked up at his mother and nodded.

   "That's right you do.  Even I want to see what it looks like!  Now, take
a good look at your father, Jacob." she instructed as she tilted his head
forward to make eye contact with Aaron.  Father and sons' eyes met, and
gazed into each other for several moments before Catherine spoke again,
"Would Daddy ever hurt you?"

   Jacob shook his head, his cheeks gently brushing the insides of his
mom's breasts.  "No, Mom.  Daddy would never hurt me."

   "Of course he wouldn't.  He's your Daddy after all." Catherine spoke
into the back of Jacob's head.  "Now, close your eyes."

   Jacob shut his eyes and inhaled deeply through his nose.  Catherine
continued to massage him.  Aaron found himself with his hands at his heart,
moved to tears by his sons words.  Though he'd stopped stroking himself, he
was still rock-hard.  All he wanted to do in that moment was make his son
happy, and his body was prepared to do just that.

   Aaron crept forward, getting into position.  In that moment, looking
down at his son, Aaron saw aspects of him that he'd never noticed before.
How his cute little toes complemented his chubby cheeks.  That his lush,
boyish hair contrasted to the hairless, smooth crotch that Aaron's cock was
brushing up against.  The way that the boy was quivering, ever so slightly,
knowing he was about to get fucked.  It was all so innocent, and yet
somehow, also incredibly sexy.

   He held his cock an inch away from the hole he was about to deflower,
and paused for a brief moment to check on his son, whose eyes were still
closed.  As the tip slipped in, the toddler let out a whining squawk
through his closed mouth.

   "Shh...  shh...." Catherine massaged him deeper.  "You're fine baby,
you're fine." She looked up and met eyes with her husband's.  "Keep going."
she said in a way that was less commanding, and more like pleading.  As if
she was the one getting fucked in this moment.

   The head of the cock wasn't even fully inside the toddler's hole when
Aaron was met with resistance.  He would need to apply pressure if he was
to go in any further.

   A.J.  looked back up at his wife and shook his head.  He wasn't
hesitating out of reluctance now, but out of a genuine fear of hurting
their son.

   Catherine understood this.  She pulled her hands back from massaging
Jacob and reached around the outside of his legs to grab his buttcheeks, in
order to stretch him out for his father.  She then gave A.J.  an
affirmative nod.

   Aaron pushed; the head of his cock disappeared into the boy's anus. 
Jacob bit down on his lower lip, trying to hold in his cries.  Aaron showed
no such restraint.  He let out an orgasmic moan.  Neverbefore in his life
had he felt such unbelievable tightness.  Then again, he'd never been
inside a child this young.  Only now did Aaron realize what he'd been
missing out on.

   Still in disbelief, Aaron looked down.  His piece plugged his son like a
cork in a champagne bottle.  The insertion was airtight; lube came oozing
out and pooled on the bed beneath the boy's ass as there was no room left
inside of it.  The sphincter clenched in on Aaron's phallus, trying to
impede his entry.  This only made him want to go further, to experience
this incredible sensation along as much of his cock as he possibly could.

   The penetration deepened, a millimeter at a time, Aaron needing to
gradually apply more force as he went.  He got to a point, about an inch
past the head inside, that he could not get through with his current
momentum.  But that wasn't enough to stop him.

   Aaron leaned forward, resting his palms on the bed beside Catherine's
thighs, hovering above his son.  His pelvis tilted downward at an angle. 
With gravity on his side, Aaron put the entire weight of his body behind
this next one, firm thrust.

   "AAAAAAaaaaaahhhhh~~!!"

   Jacob howled with his mouth now wide open.  He was impaled by nearly
half of the cock that he himself came out of.  Catherine's motherly
instincts finally overtook her horniness, and she held her son's head into
her chest.  "Ohhh!  Oh, oh, baby.  Oh, Jacob!  Are you OK baby?  Are you
alright?"

   Jacob panted heavily, his mouth trying to form words, but failing to do
so.

   Catherine was starting to get worried.  "Oh sweetie oh...  should Daddy
pull out?"

   "NNnnooo!" Jacob shook his head so emphatically that slapped his mothers
breasts aside from between them.

   "Then what should Daddy do, Jake, tell us, please..." the fretting
mother pleaded.

   "Ah - ah - I - I want - I -"

   Catherine's hands were shaking.  Aaron held motionless.  Something had
to be done.  Catherine nodded towards Aaron to tell him to pull out.

   "I- I want Daddy to FUCK me!!!"

   Both parents gasped.  "OH MY!  Jacob!!  Oh, sweetie, how- where did you
learn a word like that??" Cathy's mouth went agape, looking towards her
husband to see if he knew.

   "I- I heard you say it Mommy!" Jacob opened his eyes and looked up at
his mother from under her.

   "OH!  Oh gosh...  I only say that when I think you're asleep!!"
Catherine put her hand on her cheek, flustered.  "Well, you heard your
son." she looked back up at her husband.  "Give him what he wants."

   Aaron didn't need to be told.  He'd already scooched forward to get into
a better position.  He gently pulled on his son's legs to bring Jacob in
closer.  The toddler slid down on his mother's lap and his head laid down
on her lap; his legs barely got past his father's hips.  He was completely
dwarfed in comparison to the adult towering over him.

   A.J.  put his hands on Jacob's hips.  He needed to push against Jacob's
body somewhat in order to be able to draw himself out.  The boy shut his
eyes and bit his lip again.  It was as if letting the cock out was just as
difficult as taking it in.

   Aaron got to the point where the mushroom of his cock's head peeked out
from within the anal ring.  He paused to take a good look at his family. 
Jacob's breathing calmed.  Catherine had her gaze fixated on the place of
their union, biting her lip.  She didn't want to look away for a second.

   Aaron knew that nothing further needed to be said.  It was time for him
to fuck his son.

   He rocked his hips back and forth gently, his hands gripping his son's
torso.  After the first few thrusts, Jacob was moaning softly.  A.J.  could
only get in a bit past the head before he had to pull back again, to keep
this rhythm.  In and out, they mated tantricly.

   For several minutes, the only sounds that could be heard were Jacob's
occasional sigh and the continual squish of the ample lubricant that glued
father and son together.  The person to break this silence was Catherine.

   "Oh.  Oh yes..." she let out the faintest whisper.  If her son wasn't in
the way, she'd probably be masturbating right now, watching this enchanting
display.  She reached down to pull the toddler's sac to the side, so she
could have a better view of the action.  While her hands were down there,
she began to stroke his juvenile prick.  In a true motherly fashion, she
put her child's pleasure above her own.

   "Jacob, baby," she spoke up, "open your eyes, sweetie," she said in an
assertive yet still affectionate tone.  Jacob opened his eyes and looked up
at his mother.  "Look at Daddy, honey." she gestured with her head towards
Aaron.  "Always keep eye contact with the man that's making love to you."

   Jacob meekly raised his head up to look at his father.  Catherine let go
of Jacob's genitals, and cupped her hands behind his head to support him.

   She knelt her head down to speak into his ear.  "Do you like what
Daddy's doing, sweetie?" Jacob gave the littlest nod.  "Tell him.  Let him
know that you like it."

   "Daddy, I-"

   "Louder."

   "Daddy, I, I love feeling you inside me Daddy."

   "Oh, Jake..." Aaron beamed.  "And Daddy loves being inside his little
man!" he uttered words he never thought he'd say in earnest.

   "And what would you like Daddy to do to you?  Tell him what you want."
Catherine encouraged.

   The toddler thought to himself for a bit, all the while being
slow-pounded.  He finally looked up to his mother.  "I want Daddy to-"

   "Tell *him*."

   Jacob looked at Aaron.  Catherine raised his head towards his father
further.  "Daddy.  I want you to f-.  I want to feel....  Daddy I want you
to..."

   "You want him to do it harder, Jacob?" Catherine continued for him. 
This wasn't so much a question as Catherine goading him on.  Clearly she
wanted this even more than he did.

   "Mmm...  mhmm."

   "And you want to feel Daddy deeper inside you again?"

   "Mhmm yes I do Mommy."

   "Well, if you ask nicely, I'm sure Daddy will be happy to.  Go on."

   "Daddy...  Can you go inside me more?  Please, Daddy?"

   Aaron felt his heart go aflutter.  The way Jacob begged him awakened a
side of his fatherly instinct he didn't realize he had.  He bowed his head
down to be nose-to-nose with him, and said, "Anything for my little boy."
He then kissed his son gently on the lips.

   He was able to dig a little further into his son each time he went in.
He wanted to work his way towards his dick being halfway submerged like
he'd gotten it in before.  The boy's asshole had loosened somewhat, but
there was still a long way to go.

   Aaron was getting impatient.  Just awhile ago he was trying to avoid
being inside his son, and now he wasn't satisfied unless he could go
balls-deep.  He pulled back from their kiss, and gripped the boy tighter.
Aaron accelerated, applying more force in each thrust, punching through to
his goal.  After every one, Aaron's grunts got gruffer, Jacob's cries got
more shrill, and Catherine's moans of pleasure got louder.

   "Daaaaah....  Daddyyyy~" Jacob groaned, visibly in pain.  Aaron couldn't
stop now.  He was so close.  Just a little more...

   "D-Daddy...  please!  Pl-STOP!!"

   Catherine's moans ceased abruptly.  Aaron froze, his cock at its
furtherst point outside of the toddler.  All went quiet, save for Jacob's
panting, which slowly turned into sobbing.  Aaron was so heartbroken, he
started bawling himself.

   "Oh no, no!  Jacob!  Jacob did I hurt you?"

   Jacob said nothing, still quietly weeping.  The silence cut into Aaron's
heart like a knife.  To hurt his own son was something he could never
forgive himeslf for.  It was a few more moments before Jacob spoke up.

   "I...  I'm sorry, Daddy.."

   "Jacob!  Wha-why?  Why are you sorry?"

   "I couldn't take you all the way inside.  I'm so sorryyyy!" Jacob let
out blubbing.

   Aaron looked up at his wife, who herself had been moved to tears.  She
nodded, understanding what he wanted to do.

   Aaron scooped his son up, and held him into his chest, his cock still
plugging the boy's hole.  He massaged his back, and could feel his tears on
his chest hair, the boy's cock and balls gently sandwiched between them. 
He kissed his son's head.  "Shh, Jacob.  It's ok..."

   "You're - *sniff* - you're not mad?"

   "Mad?  Jacob, I'm *proud* of you!  You were so brave tonight.  You've
made your old man so happy..."

   Aaron held his son tighter, and Jacob in turn laced his arms and legs
around his Daddy.  Aaron rocked him side to side, and began to sing an old
Yddish lullaby to console him.

   After some time, Aaron felt Jacob's hips start to move up and down. 
Aaron knew what was being asked of him.

   He began to thrust his cock upwards gently.  Father and son moved hips
in unison; Aaron offered up his cock and Jacob moved down into it,
accepting as much as he could.  The rest of their bodies remained
motionless, save for their gentle breathing and their arms tightly holding
one another.

   Despite how slow he was moving, Aaron felt his balls boiling like never
before in his life.  Not on his wedding night with his wife, not even
moments ago when he so aggresively fucked his son out of his newfound love
of boypussy.  The quietness and darkness of the bedroom allowed him to
reflect.

   God created Man and gave him several tools, each with its own purpose.
What Aaron realized now is that a single thing can have more than one
purpose.  The white seed that God gave men the means to generate serves as
the start of life for all Adam's children.  But God, in his infinite
Wisdom, made it so much more than that.  He made it rich in protein, that
it may nourish a child that nurses on it throughout his adolescence.  He
made it warm, that it may soothe a child that drinks it down, or comfort
one as it splashes against his insides.  Even in the way it was different
than mother's milk, in how it needed *work* to be drawn out of a man's
balls, there was a wisdom.  After all, for a child, what better way of
knowing you are loved than seeing the cock that made you stand upright at
just the sight of you?  How much closer would you be to your father, when
you realize that, even after a long day's work, he still finds the time and
energy to penetrate you, and make love to you to the point of orgasm?  How
much more would you savor that delicious cum, knowing just how hard your
daddy worked to make it for you?  And, as a father, what better way is
there of showing your love for your child than cumming inside of them, that
they may FEEL and be reminded of that love for hours on end?

   Aaron, for his part, was not going to deny this part of his nature any
longer.  He intended to show his son just how much he loved him.  Not just
with his words, but with his actions.

   All it took was a few more thrusts.  They weren't any harder or deeper
than the ones that preceded them.  Just a few more gentle thrusts, and
Aaron's balls emptied.  Strand after strand rocketed upwards, defying
gravity.  All Catherine could see at first was that the pair stopped
moving. But then she could see by looking at her husband's sac, from the
way it contracted and released again and again, that her suspicion was
confirmed.

   Besides Aaron's grunting and Jacob's low moaning, the Kohen family sat
there in silence for a bit.  Ultimately, Jacob relaxed his grip on A.J.,
who did the same in return.  Jacob slid off his father's erection, his
bowels full of his Daddy's love, and turned to his mother.  He couldn't
make eye contact with her.  His gaze was cast downwards, like a child who'd
done something wrong.

   "Mommy...  Daddy, he-"

   "I know, sweetie.  Daddy came for you."

   Jacob looked up suddenly, genuinely surprised that she knew this.  How
could she see what happened *inside* of him?  Mothers didn't have x-ray
vision.  Or did they?

   "Come, now.  Let Mommy see." she beckoned.

   Jacob took a step towards his mother and spun around, pointing his ass
to her.

   "Oh, no, honey!" she exclaimed.  "It's leaking!" With her middle finger
Catherine scooped up the cum that was trickling down the boy's thighs.  She
spread his ass, and drilled the cum-soaked finger in as deep as she could
go.  "Remember what Mommy taught you.  Never waste a man's milk."

   "But Mommy, didn't we waste it already?  I can't give Dad a baby like
you can..." Jacob lamented.

   "Oh, now, sweetie!" she tsk'ed, her finger still burrowing inside him.
"Never say things like that!  What about all the times you swallowed
Daddy's milk?  Do you mean to tell me those were a waste, too?"

   "No, Mommy"

   "Of *course* not.  And I'll tell you a little secret, sweetie. 
Sometimes, when Mommy and Daddy play, Mommy likes taking it somewhere other
than her kitty hole.  Believe it or not, sometimes Mommy is in the mood to
swallow some Daddy-milk, too!" She wasn't lying.  "Now, then," she sighed
as she finished scooping up the last stragglers of cum into Jacob's ass,
"what are we going to do about this leak, hm?  Tell you what, you wait
right here, I'll go grab one of your training plugs."

   "Mmm...  Mom..." Jacob murmured, looking at his father.

   "That won't be necessary, Catherine.  I can take it from here." Aaron
said as he opened his arms.  Jacob fell into them.  Aaron spun his son
around, then stuck his still semi-erect cock where it belonged: in his
son's hole.

   "Oh my!" Catherine gasped in elation.  "Good thinking, honey!"

   Catherine skid off the bed to give the two room.  She put the pillows
back down for them to rest on.  Father and son laid down together, and laid
together, adult prick still inside toddler hole.  The proud mother grinned
ear to ear.  Her little man grew up today.  Both of them did in fact.

   She pulled the covers over them, and bowed down to peck Jacob on the
cheek.  "I'm so proud of you sweetie." Soon after this she leaned over
Jaocb to reach her husband.  "And you too, Mister." A.J.  thought she was
coming in for a cheek-pecker, but it turns out she was coming all the way,
a deep french kiss with her tongue down his throat.  When she finally
relented, she whispered to him, "now rest up, you.  You and I have some
unfinished business to take care of tomorrow morning." she winked.  Aaron
was looking forward to it.  With the two tucked in, Catherine happily
backed out of the room to give them some Daddy-Son time alone together.

   The night was late, and Aaron'd had a long day.  With everything that's
happened, and with his cock in the coziest of places, he felt relieved to
finally be able to drift off to sleep...

   "Daddy?"

   -Yawn- "- yeah champ?"

   "Can you tell me a story, Daddy?"

   "Ahh...  sure champ.  But it's a little hard for me to reach your story
book like this."

   "Daddy...  tell me the story of Jacob and Joseph again."

   Jacob smiled, and kissed the back of his son's head.  "Sure thing,
champ."

   Aaron hadn't even gotten to the part in Egypt before Jacob was fast
asleep.  Sweet dreams, Jacob.  Daddy loves you.