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Author: Marku
Title: The Photo Album
Part: 3 of 3
Summary: A photo album of naked family members from years gone past
provides irresistible for father and son
Keywords: Msolo msolo
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   ============Part III=================



   A few weeks passed, and Devon and I continued on life as if nothing had
happened.  He didn't mention anything to me, nor I to him.

   One afternoon I found myself at the mall picking up a new rake at the
hardware store.  Next door to the hardware store was a bookstore.  I hadn't
really been planning on doing it today, but more than once I had thought
about buying Devon a softcore porn magazine -- it would expound his
masturbation material collection by 1000%.  I remembered being a young
teenager and trying to find things to beat off to.  If someone had bought
be a porn magazine, I'd had been over the moon.

   I picked up an artsy magazine, somewhat similar to Playboy but with
fewer articles, that included about 50 pages of nudes.  The magazine was
wrapped in plastic so it couldn't be previewed in the store.  I bought it
with cash (didn't want Samantha to happen to see the bill and ask which
book I bought) and headed to the car.  I opened it, was relieved that it
was all solo-female material.  I was glad, as I certainly didn't want to
introduce him to Bukkake!

   The photos were all done in an artsy manner - interesting lighting and
poses.  The models were all good looking, but not Playboy centerfold types.
I'm sure that wouldn't really matter to Devon anyway.  Some had large
breasts, some small.  Some had full hairy beavers, some were shaved.  There
was no pink to be seen - it was all softcore, and I thought was probably a
good starting point for his porn viewing.

   I tucked it into my briefcase and headed home.

   After dinner I had a chance to sneak the magazine out and slip into his
room without anyone noticing.  Samantha and the kids were cleaning up from
dinner, and they'd all be busy for 5 or 10 minutes.  I unzipped the hockey
bag in his closet and put in the magazine.

   The porn fairy had paid Devon a visit.

   I didn't plan on mentioning it to him - I'd just let him find it on his
own.  He obviously would know that I put it there, which was fine with me.

   That weekend, Samantha and Tristan were out of the house for 3 or 4
hours at a soccer game, and then a birthday party.  Soon after they left I
decided to take a shower and start my day (yard work, house work, etc.)

   A boundary that we usually respected in the house was not entering the
bathroom when someone else was in there.  We weren't puritans, but we just
didn't enter the bathroom (or bedroom) when it was in use.

   However, as I was just about to finish up with my shower, I noticed the
bathroom door open.

   "Devon?" I asked, somewhat loudly over the sound of the shower.

   "Yeah, it's me"

   "What's up?" I expected him to say that he had set the toaster on fire
and didn't know how to put it out, or that the water dispenser in the
refrigerator was broken and pouring out onto the floor.

   "Um, just wanted to say thanks for the little present that you left the
other day."

   "Oh, which one was that?" I asked.

   "You know, the one in my hockey bag.  I think that you left something in
there for me."

   I finished rinsing my hair and turned off the shower.  I was thinking
that I could stay in the shower and send him away.  Or I could stay in and
finish the conversation over the top of the frosted glass sliding door. 
However, the conversation about providing him with the porn had turned me
on a bit, so I decided that he had just pushed a boundary, and I was going
to as well.

   I opened the slider.  This meant that I was facing Devon while totally
naked.  He was standing just inside the bathroom door, which was about 3'
away from the shower.

   (As an aside, not entering the bathroom or bedroom means that we don't
see each other naked.  He certainly hadn't seen me naked since he was a
toddler.)

   He didn't really check me out - perhaps he was nervous for me to see his
eyes travel below my neck.

   "So, you liked the magazine I got?" I asked.

   "Um, yeah" he responded.

   "Tell me about it.  Are there some hot chicks in there?  I didn't really
closely look at it." As I was saying this, I stepped out of the shower and
grabbed my towel.  I covered my face with it and dried my hair.  This is a
pretty standard post-shower activity, but it also meant that I was giving
Devon permission to check me out if he wanted to, without me seeing him.  I
wasn't really embarrassed being naked in front of him, and if he wanted to
look, I was happy to oblige him.

   "Yeah, there are a few in there.  One girl has like huge bazoomba's, but
she's kinda short, so they look funny on her."

   "Oh, that sounds weird.  I'll have to check that one out" I responded
lightheartedly.

   "Do you want to me to get it so you can see it now?" Devon asked.

   I hadn't really meant that I wanted to see it right at that second in
time, but I realized that we were alone, and this was a pretty safe place
for him, so I thought it was fine.  "Sure, go get it."

   I suppose I could have pulled on my underwear and shorts in the time
that he was gone, but I decided to stay naked.  It just felt 'wrong' to do
so, so I was enjoying it.

   Devon come back 60 seconds later, and put the magazine on the counter.
He opened up the page to the chick with the big tits.

   "Oh, yeah, look at her.  I'm surprised she hasn't fallen over with those
things" I said.  He laughed.

   "What else is in here?" I asked, taking the liberty of turning the page.


   The photos were pretty tame, as I had expected, but some were still hot.
I do particularly like the small breasted girls, and especially if they
were shaved too.  I suppose the closer they look to 13 the more I like
them. After flipping a few pages, I did land on just one such photo.  She
looked to be 20 years old or so, but was petite.  Her legs weren't really
spread at all, but were just open enough so you could see her vaginal cleft
and get a sense of the thickness of her labia major.

   "Oh, she has the kind of little boobs that are really cute.  Nice and
small and just a mouthful!  This is the sort of photo that I sort of like"
I said to Devon.

   "Yeah, I can see" he said.  As the magazine was on the counter and we
were both standing side by side in front of it, my naked prick was at
counter-height and available for his full view.  I was starting to get
hard.

   "Huh, well those girls do it to me every time!  Does, um, that happen to
you too?" I asked.

   "Uh, I guess a little bit."

   "I have to say it's a little strange having you walk in to the bathroom
when I'm in here naked and have you bring this nudie magazine to look at,
and you have your clothes on, but I don't."

   I was silent for a moment, then added "Would you feel weird if you took
off your clothes too?"

   I felt a little like I was trying to talk a 16 year old girl into
letting me feel her up or see down her shirt or something, but this was my
own son I was encouraging to take off his clothes.

   "Do you want me to?" Devon asked.

   "Well, only if you want to.  But I'm naked, so I thought you might want
to be as well."

   "OK, um, I guess so" I couldn't tell if he was being authentically
cautious, or if he was just playing.  Either way, he started to pull off
his shirt, and then pull down his shorts.  He paused for a minute when he
got to his boxers, looked over at my semi-hard cock, then lowered them all
the way.

   I didn't check him out fully, as I didn't want him to be too
self-conscious.  However, I did look just enough to see that he had a nice
sized prick on him.

   "Doesn't that feel better?" I asked.

   "Yeah, I guess so."

   We flipped through some more of the pages, each of us getting an
erection in the process.

   "I hadn't really been planning on doing it this morning since I need to
get that yard mowed before your mom gets home, but I think that I might go
spend a few minutes in my study, um, by myself, if you know what I mean."

   "Yeah, um, maybe I will too" Devon responded.

   "Dad, do you want the photo album to, um, look at?  I don't think that
you really got a chance to see all of it that other time, did you?  And
it's been in my room since then."

   "Sure, that would be nice.  Like those couple of photos in your new
magazine, I do like the girls with the smaller breasts and who are more
petite.  Lots of the photos in the album are like that."

   "Even your mom" Devon said with a grin.

   "Yes, even my mom" I smiled back.





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