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Chapter 1

Fortunately, I can work from home. My assistant, Bryan, is my interface to the rest of the world. He is a courier when needed, office manager and customer liaison. My fair-haired young protégé is very handsome and talented. I have suspected he might want to take our relationship beyond the professional, but I am cautious about mixing business and pleasure.

I was married once but divorced and now live a somewhat solitary and recluse life by choice. My home is my castle as well as my place of work. I love the floor to ceiling walls of glass overlooking the pool and garden. I am not rich, but as a successful software developer, I am not poor either. Life is good.

But, as fate would have it, that all changed in an instant. A phone call from a social worker I had never heard of told me that on the morrow, my son would be delivered to my door. A son? Where did I get a son? I was quite sure it was some silly mistake. My previous marriage did not include a child and, eventually, not even enough sex to warrant a pregnancy. I would need a paternity test performed to find out who the parents of this boy really are. I instructed Bryan to set up an appointment with a doctor and to contact my lawyer to deal with the inevitable paperwork.

The next day I was anxious and grumpy. Who are these people who can arbitrarily turn my life upside down? I do not desire, nor am I equipped to handle a child. The paperwork I had received gave the mother's name, but I did not recognize it. Apparently, she had died recently and my name was listed on the birth certificate as the biological father. David, hmm, my name is also David, is a 15-year-old boy with no other relations who stepped up to claim him. So voilà, let's drop him off at dear old dad's unsuspecting doorstep.

***

As I worked in my second-floor office, I kept an eye on the security monitors strategically placed around the house and grounds. I could also see the circular drive and front door entrance from my desk. A plain governmental looking sedan pulled up to the front door and a woman in a business suit and a young boy in jeans and muscle shirt got out. I was stunned. I was looking at a much younger version of myself.

Tall for his age, a lean athletic boy with coal-black hair was looking around with calm interest. The hair was thick and so black that at certain angles, the sun made blue highlights visible. He had thick black eyebrows and long eyelashes that most women would envy. But most disturbing was the indisputable shape of his face, lips and the unique shade of hazel eyes. Unquestionably we shared DNA somehow.

While I was busy gawking, Bryan had answered the door. Fortunately, the windows are tinted such that I can see out, but no one can see in. I needed a moment to collect myself. I descended the stairs as Bryan and the boy were wrestling a couple of large suitcases into the foyer. I introduced myself to the woman and we stepped aside to the kitchen island to review and sign paperwork. Bryan helped the boy lug the suitcases upstairs to the guest suite we had prepared for him on short notice. I settled what I could and gave my attorney's contact information to the social worker. She warned of follow up visits and other requirements, but I quickly lost interest in the details.

It was time to meet the boy. The guest suite was across the hall from my office on the second floor. The master bedroom took up the entire third floor with a magnificent view of the pool and distant woods that surrounded the grounds. The guest suite on the second floor, however, also had the floor to ceiling windows and a great view but at a slightly lower elevation. There was a full private bath, a large flat-screen TV, the bed and a sitting area. A sliding door opened onto a small balcony. As I walked in, the boy was looking out the window towards the pool. As he turned, I said.

"David, I'm – "

"I know who you are," he said. "My mother described you to me before she died."

"I am so sorry that you lost your mother," I said. "I'm afraid I don't remember her."

"It's ok," he said. "She told me it was a long time ago. You were both so young." He turned back to the window. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" I asked. "Sorry for what?"

"Sorry to just show up like this," he said quietly to the window. "I know you didn't want this."

I went to the window and hesitantly touched his shoulder and turned him towards me. I just felt like hugging him, this quiet stranger. I put my arms around him and pulled him to me. He stiffened, as though he were unaccustomed to being hugged. Slowly he relaxed and put his arms around my waist and laid his head on my shoulder. I could feel his broad shoulders and the muscles of his back through his shirt. It seemed strange to be touching someone in that way. It had been so long.

I heard Bryan clear his throat and say, "If you don't need anything else from me, I will drop by the downtown office on my way home."

"Yes, thank you, Bryan. Have a good evening and we will pick up again tomorrow."

I let go of the hug reluctantly and the boy turned back to the window. "You must be hungry," I said. He didn't answer. "I will give you a few minutes while I prepare some dinner. I will call you when it is ready." I left him still facing the windows. Was he enjoying the view or hiding his pain?

The housekeeper comes once a week or so to clean and make up casseroles and other dishes that can quickly and easily be warmed up. I am not a cook and often don't stop work long enough to eat regularly. Thank goodness for Margaret, who fusses over how thin I look and makes me promise to eat everything she makes before she arrives again next week. Won't she be surprised to find another mouth to feed? It took just a few minutes to warm up my best guess at what a boy of 15 might eat.

When I called, the boy came down promptly. I was surprised that he had changed into a pair of slacks and a silky dress shirt. The shirt was a dark maroon color that set off his dark features. The top three buttons were left open, hinting that he had a smooth muscular chest. The silk showed his nipples through the fabric and I found myself distracted.

"You look very handsome. Please sit."

I gestured to a chair across the dining table from me. Dinner was awkward. What do two complete strangers say to one another under such bizarre circumstances? I could tell that the boy was normally quiet and only spoke when he had something important to say. Chit chat was not one of my skills either – so there were long silences. For dessert, I found a couple of strawberry tarts and I was convinced that a small glass of after-dinner wine could not hurt either of us. Secretly, I slipped some Valium into his wine glass. With the anxiety of meeting a new parent, moving and the recent loss of his mother, I was sure he would need some help sleeping tonight.

The rest of the evening was spent introducing David to his new room and its many amenities. I had even scrounged up an old laptop for him to use until we were able to supply him with something better. I would get Bryan to purchase some things for him tomorrow, now that I knew everything he owned was contained in two suitcases.

I found him polite, intelligent, inquisitive and quick to learn. He was also a complete stranger who could be scamming me and when I wake up tomorrow, find that he was gone after cleaning out the house of anything of value. I excused myself to take care of some things in my office. The house has an excellent security system and I made sure all the entrances were secure and the hidden monitors recording.

By the time I was done with my chores, it was getting late. When I checked back to the guest suite, David was already sleeping on top of the covers in a pair of boxer shorts. The activity and the Valium seemed to have done the trick. It looked like he was out for the night. I reached to pull the covers over him. I suppose every boy looks angelic when they are sleeping. His dark eyebrows, the long lashes and his full lips made his face look more handsome and mature than his real age in the shadowing light. I sat on the edge of the bed and just watched for a few minutes. This handsome stranger was my blood while also being an exotic unknown.

I put my hand on his chest. His breathing was slow and even. I could feel the smooth lean muscles of his chest and the slight dip between his pecs. My fingers absent-mindedly circled his nipple, making it harder. Intrigued, I fingered it checking to see if the slow even breaths changed. They didn't. I moved my hand to his concave stomach. His breathing moved my hand up and down slightly. I chastised myself for creeping my own son and started to pull up the covers. Then I noticed the way his leg was cocked gave me a clear view of his nut sack up the wide leg of his boxers. In the sparse light, I could only see that his testicles hung loosely and appeared to be hairless. I moved my hand up the inside of his thigh and held his sac in my hand. It was an indescribably delicious feeling to feel the smooth skin. Tugging on them just a little, his cock started to respond. As his cock grew, his sac pulled tighter. I pulled a little harder, stretching it out a little more. He sighed in his sleep and moved his legs together with my hand still between them. Carefully I withdrew my hand from his shorts and pulled the covers up to his waist. As I rose to leave, I kissed his forehead, thinking that I would have preferred to be kissing his lips. I sighed. What have I gotten myself into this time?

***

The next morning David eventually showed up for breakfast in his boxers. I had set up a few breakfast entries out on the patio table. Bryan had already arrived and we were enjoying a second cup of coffee. We discussed an agenda for the day. It was clear that David needed some clothes, shoes, electronics and just about everything else. Bryan volunteered to take him shopping, knowing that I was completely hopeless in a store. I was relieved that I would be able to concentrate on my work without having to monitor a juvenile at the same time. Bryan was going to get an extra big bonus this year.

After the shopping trip, I was pleasantly surprised to see Bryan and David walking across the patio on their way out the gate for a run. They were both shirtless and wearing jogging shorts. Bryan is a big muscular blond and David looked even darker and leaner next to him. As I saw them getting up to speed, it looked like David was matching him stride for stride with his long legs, his hair flying out behind him. Note – get David a haircut.

I lost track of time immersed in a particularly complex coding algorithm. When I looked up, Bryan was gathering the mail and papers to drop off at the downtown office on his way home. I said my goodbyes and checked the security monitors for David. I had forgotten all about Junior, my dog. Junior is my fawn-colored Great Dane. He is just a big old clumsy galoot of a dog who wants to make friends with everyone. Of course, he is so big that often he scares the crap out of anyone who doesn't realize what a big baby he is.

When I checked David's room on the security monitor, I saw David pressed up against the wall with Junior busily licking his cock and balls. Apparently, David had taken a shower after his run. Junior just loves the smell of people's privates and especially their butts. He often embarrasses me by sticking his big old head in someone's lap or gooses them from behind when they least expect it. It looks like he caught David coming out of the shower and had intimidated him into letting him lick his cock.

Now, I have had those attentions myself and they don't feel so bad. So instead of rushing to his rescue, I admit to waiting to see what would happen. Junior was doing a good job of it. David was getting a hard-on. The bigger his cock got, the more Junior liked to lick it. David was trying to timidly pet Junior on the head, thinking that making friends might get him free – silly David. It just encouraged Junior to lick his new friend all over. He licked his balls, his cock, between his legs and if he could have reached it, he would have done a fine job on his ass as well. Hopefully, Junior would not be able to knock David down on his hands and knees, or the scene might get much more exciting. Junior was not above trying to mount anyone with an exposed asshole. Fortunately, it didn't get that far. David was eventually able to escape, although with a raging hard-on.

***

Dinner was a little easier tonight. David dressed up handsomely again and I admit I appreciated the effort. Tonight, the shirt was a little less distracting, and I found that I missed his previous selection. We discussed that David had a half-brother. He was somewhere in the foster care system, taken after his mother's funeral. The brothers were apparently very close. I promised to look into it. I considered putting another Valium in his drink but resisted the temptation.

I did, however, watch the security monitor as David undressed for bed. What? It is my job now to keep an eye on him and it was certainly going to be a pleasure. As he took off his clothes, I appreciated the lean look of his back, his small waist and those long, slightly hairy legs. Junior trotted in and promptly tried to put his nose up his ass. They had obviously made friends and David had set some boundaries. After a few licks of his ass and balls, David was able to get him to lie down at the foot of the bed. David was sleeping nude tonight. Maybe I should have given him the Valium after all.

Chapter 2

I had found Jason, David's half-brother, in a foster care home in a nearby city. With some help from my attorney and calling in a few favors, Jason was temporarily staying over. The two brothers looked nothing alike. Jason was blond, vivacious and cuddly. He loved the pool and splashed around for hours. It was obvious how much David adored his brother and patiently withstood his verbal and physical attention. Jason was always touching, tackling, talking and then running away to attack again in a few minutes. I was exhausted just watching the two of them together.

After dinner, Jason finally began to wind down. He clung to David like a wet shirt. Always touching and wanting to be touched. After being in the pool all day, I insisted Jason needed to take a bath and get the chlorine off. I was surprised when David sat in the tub with him.

When I walked in on them, he seemed embarrassed, but I tried to give him a reassuring smile. Later, Jason sat wrapped in a towel with his head in David's lap while we watched a movie. Before the end of the movie, he was sound asleep. I moved to take him up to his bed, but David insisted he would do it himself.

When David did not return, I went up to check on them; Jason was not in his room. Slightly anxious, I checked David's room and found them snuggled together with Junior watching over them from the foot of the bed. I noted that David was spooning Jason with one arm under his head and the other over his chest. Awe! Right then, I envied Jason a lot.

***

Time was passing and soon, we would need to make some decisions about Jason. Would he stay or go back? I had no rights to the boy and no standing with the foster care system. I knew David would be crushed if we could not work something out and Jason had to leave. As we worked on the problem, it was time to also get David ready to go back to school with all the activities and schedules that entailed.

In addition, I was almost certain that David and Jason were more than just brothers – they were lovers. They were very clever at hiding it from me, but they still did not know about the hidden security cameras and I saw that they slept together every night naked in David's bed. I couldn't see what they did under the covers, but I had seen enough to at least be suspicious. I decided to approach David about it at the first opportunity I could get him alone. Jason was wrapped in a towel after his bath and sleeping in David's lap as usual. It seemed like as good a time as any.

"David, could we talk a moment before you take Jason up to bed?" I asked.

"Yes, of course. Is there something wrong?"

"No, nothing like that. I just know how close you are to your brother and I want you to know we are doing everything we can to keep him here with you."

"I know. I really appreciate it. Jason really needs me now that Mom is gone," David said. After a minute, he added, "And I really need him too."

"Jason looks up to you like a parent, an older brother and even more. I know he loves you a lot," I tried to subtly imply. "I also know he sleeps with you every night in your bed."

"Yes. I really love him too. I would do anything for him. He likes for me to cuddle him at night," he said sadly. "If he sleeps alone, sometimes he wakes up and cries."

"You both need to be touched and loved, and I want you to know that it is alright. You don't need to hide that from me." I paused. "Do you know what I mean?"

"I think so." He was quiet for a moment. "We really like being here with you." Another pause, "You know Junior likes to lick our cocks?"

I laughed. "I know, and he will lick your ass too if you let him."

David laughed, "I know. He scared me half to death the first time he licked my balls. I thought he was going to eat me." Another pause, "It feels good when he licks my cock."

"Yeah, I know."

David looked at me inquisitively, "Has he licked your cock?"

I just smiled.

David watched the TV for a few minutes before he looked at me sideways with a mischievous look on his face. Subtly he moved the towel from around Jason so that it uncovered his body down to his waist. Another pause and then his fingers began to play with Jason's nipple. I was intrigued with the show and how far it might go. I watched it openly.

The fingers started to pull on the nipple, squeezing it between his fingers. Jason whimpered in his sleep. David put two fingers in Jason's mouth and he began to suck on them contentedly. The fingers pulled on the nipple again, harder this time. Jason arched his back a little and grunted while still sucking on David's fingers. David looked to see if I was still watching. Wild animals could not have torn me away! The hand moved the towel again and Jason's soft cock was exposed.

"Where is Junior?" David asked.

"Outside." I waited a moment before asking, "Should I let him in?"

"OK," David smiled.

I left to open the door for our big cock licking machine. Junior came bounding in all excited. As I led him into the TV room, I saw that David had removed his shirt. It appeared that it was going to be an interesting evening. I ducked out into the hall and removed my own shirt and pants. The kids had never seen me in just underwear, but somehow it seemed appropriate for the occasion.

When I came back into the room, Junior was busy licking Jason's cock, balls and anything else he could reach. Jason was still sucking on David's fingers, but the cock licking had woken him. He unabashedly spread his legs to give Junior better access to his privates. He didn't seem to be in the least surprised to see me present in my underwear. I sat on the sectional sofa close to David, where I had a better view. David soon had Jason squirming from the nipple manipulation and the cock licking. Jason was hard now. I didn't know if Jason could actually cum yet, as he had not yet reached puberty, but I was sure it would not stop him from trying.

David removed Jason's fingers from his mouth and then bent down and kissed him on the lips. A moment later, Jason reached up and pulled David down for a longer kiss. I could see that David had his tongue in Jason's mouth. David then reached down and pulled up both of Jason's legs giving Junior access to Jason's ass. Junior plowed right in. Jason was whimpering and squirming as the rough dog tongue massaged his anus.

I couldn't imagine where this was going to end up, but I couldn't wait to find out. David let Jason's legs down to Junior's great disappointment. He then surprisingly slapped Jason's cock hard. Jason yelped. David slapped it again. Jason twisted his legs around in a fetal position to protect his cock. David slapped his balls that were showing between his legs. He then slapped his ass several times, leaving red hand marks on Jason's ass cheeks. What was this? With Jason's legs pulled up, Junior was back licking at his anus. David reached down and pushed his middle finger into Jason's ass. Jason lowered his legs fast when he felt the finger slip in, his hard cock slapping against his stomach. He whimpered. David whispered in his ear.

"Do you feel me inside you?"

"Yes."

"Do you like me inside you?"

"Yes," Jason said with conviction.

"You know my Dad is watching you all naked with my finger in your ass." I was intrigued as David had never called me Dad before.

"Yes," Jason whispered.

"Do you like for him to watch you."

"Yes."

Oh, my Gawd! JC fucking Christ on a stick! I was so hard. I had never imagined anything like this. David was a dominant to his younger brother!

"Go, sit on his lap naked," David instructed, indicating Jason should sit on my lap.

Jason got up and came over to me. He was a bit big to be sitting on anyone's lap, but I wasn't about to contradict our newly discovered maledom. As he sat down naked on me, I knew he could feel my hard-on in my underwear. Did he care? David knew I had a hard-on too and I got the impression that excited him.

David got up and pulled down his pants and boxers. Junior immediately began licking his balls and his already hard cock. Jason snuggled into my bare chest while I caressed the head of his cock that was sticking up between his legs. David got down on his hands and knees. Junior switched positions to begin aggressively licking his ass and everything between his ass cheeks. I was concerned when I saw that Junior was also getting excited. Any moment and he might try to mount David. I was about to say something when David got up from the floor and took Junior back outside. Poor Junior, so close but no doggy bone.

When David came back, he took Jason's hand. "C'mon Jason, time for Dad to put us to bed."

Hmm, I was again intrigued. This precocious 15-year-old was orchestrating an entire sex show. What would be the finale? We all walked up the stairs to the guest suite. I walked behind, admiring the cute ass of my son and his young brother. After we entered the bedroom, David went straight to the bed and lay down on his side.

"Come, Jason, let's show Dad how we sleep together at night."

Jason went over and lay down with his back to David so David could spoon with him. I watched as David spread Jason's legs and slipped his finger back into his ass. From under the pillow where he had hidden some cream, he had lubricated his fingers and applied it to Jason's hole. He then began to slip his cock into Jason. I saw the head go in as Jason whimpered.

"Do you want more, Jason? Is that enough or do you want me to go deeper?" David asked.

"More," Jason replied.

David pressed in half of his cock now and began to move it in and out very slowly, just a little bit at a time.

"How does that feel?" David asked. "Do you want me to leave it in?"

"Yes," Jason whispered. "I want to feel you inside me."

Now I knew what happened under the covers at night. David not only cuddled his brother but filled his ass with his cock until they both fell asleep. Jason needed his brother to dominate him. Sometimes to even hurt him and, most of all, his brother's cock inside him to make him feel loved and safe after losing his only remaining parent.

I lay down behind David and spooned him, my hard cock up against his back. I reached around to feel his balls and his hard shaft where it entered Jason's tight ass. I stroked it gently as David slowly moved his cock in and out enough to keep him hard but not enough to orgasm. Jason whimpered in his sleep. After a while, I thought they were both asleep and I moved to get up and go to my own bed. David reached over before I could leave and pressed me back against him. He wanted me to stay. I hugged them both to me and somehow, we all fell asleep.

Chapter 3

I thought it might be weird the next day after a night of sleeping naked together, but, if there was any reaction at all, it was that the boys seemed happier and more casual with each other and with me. The boys kissed each other on the lips in front of me and were not shy about touching each other or me. I wondered where all this could lead and what if Jason had to leave. Would everything that happened be revealed? What if Bryan noticed the changes in the boys and my new intimacy with them? As usual, I worried while trying to keep up with work and my new 'family.'

Both boys had missed a lot of school while their mother was sick and after her death, they didn't attend at all. I decided to hire a tutoring agency to help the boys catch up to the rest of their age group before sending them back to regular classes.

After converting the TV room to a temporary classroom, the boys spent the majority of each day with their tutor. The evenings, however, were just the three of us. It was not unusual for one or the other of the boys to come to watch an evening movie or play video games naked or in just in their underwear. On more than one occasion, David would undress Jason in front of me before carrying him up to bed when he fell asleep. One night he even inserted his cock into Jason's ass during the movie. With Jason lying on his side in front of him, he made sure Jason's legs were parted enough to let me see his cock moving in and out of Jason's ass. I could tell he liked being watched, as he made eye contact the whole time he fucked his brother. I have no idea what the movie was about that night.

David liked to play video games and sometimes he wanted to stay up late. Jason was complaining that David would not take him upstairs and put him to bed.

"Jason, don't you think you are old enough to put yourself to bed?" I asked.

"Yeah, but I can't sleep until David comes to bed too", he whined.

I knew he meant until David cuddled him and at least sometimes stuffed his ass with his cock or at least his fingers. "Would you like me to put you to bed instead?" I asked.

He hesitated before answering. "Yeah, that would be ok."

My whole body tingled with what I thought this meant. I was just given permission to fuck David's little brother. I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed him ahead of me up the stairs to David's bed in the guest suite. Jason had his own room, but I doubt if he had ever actually slept there. Jason went to brush his teeth while I decided if I should take off my clothes or not. Jason returned and looked at me quizzically.

"Aren't you going to cuddle with me?"

"Yes, of course. I was just waiting for you."

I sat on the edge of the bed and drew him close to me between my legs. I pulled his t-shirt up over his head and then leaned in to kiss him on the lips. He kissed me back and I felt his tongue trying to enter my mouth. His breath tasted like mint toothpaste and I opened my lips so our tongues could collide. My hands undid his pants and pulled down the zipper while my mind was focusing on the tongue in my mouth. Jason dropped the pants and stepped out of them. I pulled down his briefs and cupped his balls. We kissed again while I circled his testicles with my fingers and tugged on them. I knew Jason liked to be dominated and a little bit of pain was a turn on for him. He made a noise and his cock got semi-hard without even touching it.

Standing up I walked to the windows and began undressing. When I was nude, I turned around to see Jason watching me. My cock was big and hard and although I trimmed my chest hair and pubes, I was not smooth like his brother.

"You're bigger than David," he whispered.

"Yes," I said, "I am."

I lay on the bed and pulled Jason down on top of me. I tickled him on the inside of his legs and under his armpits where I knew he was sensitive. He squirmed and laughed. His body squirmed against mine and we rolled back and forth over the bed as I kept up the tickle attack. I stopped and pulled on his nipple, squeezing and kneading it until his laughs changed to moans. I circled his testicles and pulled on them until he was arching his back with his cock up in the air as far as he could to ease the pressure on his balls. Switching from his nipples to his cock, I slapped his cock hard, making him gasp. He clamped his legs together, but I forced them apart again. I slapped his cock again. He yelped and instinctively clamped his legs together again. I lowered his ass back down to the bed but forced his legs open again so I could repeatedly slap his balls. He jerked at each slap, his eyes wide.

"Am I hurting you? Do you want me to cuddle you like David does?" I asked.

"Yes, you are hurting me, but I like it," he replied in a quiet voice. "Yes, I want you to cuddle me like David does."

I got out some lubricant and put it on my fingers. I made sure Jason was watching me prepare to put my fingers in his ass. I turned him over on his stomach and forced his legs apart.

"I am going to put my finger inside you now." I rubbed the lubricant around his little rosebud. I knew he was no virgin, but I was a bit bigger than he was used to. It was going to hurt. I inserted a finger and began to finger fuck him to open up his hole. I inserted a second finger when he began to make little whimpering sounds. I remembered that David usually gave him his fingers to suck on. So, I reached around and inserted two fingers into Jason's mouth while I was working his ass with my other hand. He began to suck on my fingers contentedly.

"Do you feel me inside you? I want you to feel me fill you up. I love you very much Jason and I want you to stay with me and David. Would you like that?" He made an hmm sound around my fingers in his mouth.

"I am going to put my cock in you now. It may hurt because it is a bit bigger than you are used to. But I want it to feel good. I want you to like having my cock in you."

I rolled him over on his side so that his head was cradled on my arm. And then I moved my cock against his anus and rubbed it between his ass cheeks. As I began to enter him, I felt him stiffen and moan. I knew it was hurting. I stopped as soon as his sphincter closed around my cock head.

"You are so tight. I know that hurt a bit, but it will go away. You feel so good. Are you ok, do you want me to take it out?" I asked.

He shook his head no. I felt a wet drop on my hand; Jason was crying.

"Are you sure? You don't have to do this, you know. It is ok," I said anxiously.

"No, please, I want you inside me. I want to stay here. I want you to love me as much as you do David. Please, please hold me," he sobbed.

"Oh, Jason, I do love you; I will no matter what."

I hugged him to me and my cock slid further into his body. He pushed himself back against me, impaling himself on my cock while my fingers fucked his mouth. With my other hand, I stroked his hard cock and after just a few strokes, I felt him begin to stiffen and shake. A little bit of cum coated the head of his cock and I rubbed it into his sensitive cock head, causing him to jerk and spasm some more. His sphincter clenched my cock again and again, causing me to spew cum deep into his ass.

With both of us spent, I pulled up the covers over us and we slept like a baby.

Chapter 4

A routine seemed to be setting in, until one afternoon I noticed a young girl in a skimpy bikini at the pool. A girl at the pool is not a common sight and one in such a skimpy swimsuit was definitely not someone I recognized. I turned on the security monitors to get a better look. In a few minutes, I saw David exiting the house with drinks in his hand. Hmm, this must be a friend of David's I assumed. They swam in the pool and then dried in the sun lying on loungers while sipping drinks.

David looked sexy in his black Speedo that clung to his wet body like a second skin. I could see the girl's nipples through her tiny bikini that barely covered her private parts. She was giggling and David was smiling and leaning close. I felt a wave of jealousy when I saw David cup her breast briefly. She didn't pull away and eventually had her hand on his upper thigh. Thank goodness the intimacy was interrupted by Jason running out and doing a cannonball in the pool.

It had not really occurred to me to question if David was gay, straight or bi. I knew that someday David would grow up and have normal healthy relationships beyond his brother and me. I just didn't expect it quite so soon. I admit to being disconcerted. That night I brought up the subject at dinner.

"David, I noticed your friend at the pool today," I mentioned cautiously.

"Yes, I hope it was ok. We met while Bryan and I were running a few days ago. We have been running together at the park this week," he replied.

"Sure, she seems very athletic. Do you find her attractive?" I asked.

"I don't know, I suppose so," he said noncommittally, "She giggles a lot."

"She seemed to be really into you," I prompted.

"She just touched my dick; I didn't do anything!" he said and turned a shade of red.

"Did you cuddle with her?" Jason asked his eyes wide to think that David would cuddle with someone else.

"No, of course not. It was nothing," he responded with an annoyed tone, "She is just a friend."

"It would be ok for you to be attracted to her," I said. "You are that age when guys start to notice girls or guys and want to have sex."

"Well, I don't!" he responded angrily while getting up from the table, "I need to do my homework."

I felt bad. We never fight or argue and I certainly wanted the boys to feel free to say or do anything in front of me and not have to hide it. If David was interested in girls, I might have to find a way to allow him to explore that side of himself – even if I did not particularly want him to yet.

***

I didn't see David much that night and he took Jason to bed early and never came back down. I decided to let things go until tomorrow.

Later that night, I woke to see David's naked silhouette in my bedroom doorway. The master suite is on the third floor and off-limits to the boys. They had never come to visit me there before.

"What is it? Is something wrong?" I questioned sleepily.

"No," David replied. "I felt bad. I wanted to apologize. I didn't mean to get angry."

"Oh son, come here." I motioned him to me. "Everyone gets angry sometimes. I apologize too. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Your friends are always welcome here."

"You know how much I love you, Dad. I know I don't say it. I will always love you and Jason no matter what," he said with a slight hitch in his voice. "I don't know where we would have ended up if you had not taken us in."

"I know that son, and I love you too," I said as I pulled him into a hug. I then kissed him on the mouth and he kissed me back.

"Can I sleep with you tonight? Will you cuddle with me?" he asked.

I was surprised and cautious. There is cuddling and there is cuddling. I didn't want to assume too much.

"Of course, son."

As I pulled his back to my chest and put my arms around him, he lay back in my arms and we just enjoyed being skin to skin for a few moments. He turned enough to kiss me with lots of tongue and my cock responded accordingly. I remembered that first night when I had caressed him and held his balls in my hand while he was asleep. I put my hands on his chest now. I could feel his muscles were even harder than before and his pecs more defined. I fingered his nipple.

"I want you to hurt me," he whispered. "I don't want to be in charge tonight. Do whatever you want to me, but I need you to hurt me and don't stop."

I was a bit worried. I didn't fully understand the whole domination between David and his brother Jason. Was it something good or something bad? If I dominated my son, would it change our relationship? But how could I refuse him anything? Of course there was the fact that he is as sexy as sin and I really wanted to fuck the hell out of him. Getting my cock inside him would be a fantasy come true.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes."

I got up from the bed and opened a drawer. I hid from David what I extracted from the drawer with my body. I knelt over my son and pulled his hands up over his head and snapped on the handcuffs. I used a bit of rope to tie the handcuffs to the headboard. I then moved between David's legs forcing them apart.

"You are mine now," I said in a low voice. "You are totally mine to do with whatever I want."

He pulled on the cuffs proving to himself that he could not break free.

"I will give you what you want, what you asked for," I said, "But, tonight you will give me what I have waited forever since you came to me. I want all of you, your mind, your heart and your body. I am your blood; your father and you are my son. We will be bonded like no one else you will ever meet, male or female, now or in the future."

"Yes, father," he said submissively.

I began by massaging the front of his body with my hands, pressing down hard, and running them down his chest and over his cock and down his legs. I added some oil to my hands and coated the front of his body, paying special attention to his nipples, cock and balls. I then flipped him over and began kneading his back, pressing as hard as I could. I got a moan as I pressed his lower back and up over his ass cheeks. After thoroughly coating his legs, I moved back up and pulled his ass cheeks apart. I poured some oil on his anus and massaged it open with my finger. The oil seeped into his hole, coating the sides of his sphincter.

"No, don't fuck me," he begged.

"Oh, I am going to fuck you, but not yet."

I pushed a small bullet-shaped vibrator attached to a string into his ass. I worked it up inside of him with my finger. The vibrator vibrated for a second or two randomly. His legs spasmed as the first vibration caught him by surprise.

"Did you feel that?" I asked. "That is the lowest setting. You will beg me to fuck you by the time this night is over." I rolled him back over on his back and straddled his chest. I rubbed my cock head across his lips.

"Come on, show me if you learned anything from Junior about licking cock," I said seductively.

"Yes, father."

He opened his mouth to take in the head of my cock. He ran his tongue over the head and then started to suck. I pushed more of my cock in his mouth and he gagged on it. He licked the shaft before taking the cock back into his mouth and down his throat. His mouth was so wet and warm. I doubted he had ever sucked a dick before and I loved the way he tried to please me. His mouth clamped down as his body jerked from another vibration in his ass. Eventually, I took my cock out his mouth.

"And now I am going to hurt you. Are you ready?" I asked.

"Yes, father."

I punched him in the stomach before he could tighten his muscles and resist. He grunted, surprised by the blow. I punched him again, and he tightened his stomach muscles in anticipation. I switched to slap his cock as he shuddered from a second vibration in his ass. I slapped his cock again and he drew up his legs to protect himself. I forced his legs apart making him completely vulnerable to my hand that I held up ready to strike. I let him fear the anticipated blow to his cock and balls. While he was busy waiting for the blow that didn't come, I forced my finger into his ass and then slapped his cock and balls. He cried out in pain as I pulled up his ass with my finger still inside him into my lap. He panted, breathing heavily as the next vibration hit him.

"Please," he begged, "Please."

"Please what? What do you want son?" I asked.

"I want you to fuck me, please sir."

I pulled on the string to extract the vibrator from his ass while inserting two of my fingers to stretch him out in preparation for my cock. As soon as I felt him loosen a bit, I plunged half of my cock into his tight hole. He screamed out in pain and writhed on the bed.

"It's going to be ok. I want you to feel me deep inside of you. I want you to remember this first time."

He panted and moaned. His tight ass muscles clenched and released my cock, causing it to spasm as more blood rushed to the head and made it pulse even harder inside of him. Just as I thought I should ease off and let him recover, he began to push his ass back against my cock, impaling himself harder. With my cock still inside of him, I rolled both of us over so that my son was lying on top of me, pushing my cock deeper inside of himself.

His face hovered over mine and I bit his lip and kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. He gasped and made sounds that let me know that what he was doing to his ass hurt him. But then his tongue was exploring my mouth and he pressed his mouth to mine harder and harder. His hips began to move up and down sliding my cock in and out of his tight ass. It was my turn to moan, but in pleasure, as he brought me close to orgasm. I stopped him because I didn't want it to end just yet. I rolled him onto his side and pulled out my cock until just the head was still inside of him.

"Is this what you wanted, son? I want to know all of you and I want you to know all of me. We are one blood," I said.

"Yes, father," he responded hesitantly.

"Do you want me to cuddle you tonight? I will if you want me to, just like you cuddle Jason. I want to make you feel full and loved and complete."

"Yes, father," he answered more enthusiastically.

"But first, I am going to spank you like a little boy, and then you will do something for me."

The idea that he would be spanked caused him to blush and I could tell it made him uncomfortable. I rolled him over and brought him up on his knees with his hands still confined to the headboard. As I spanked his bottom, I stroked his cock and balls. Forcing his legs wider, I placed my hits strategically until his entire bottom was red and my hand ached with broken blood vessels. His cock hung down between his legs thick and hard.

With a quick push, I knocked him onto his side, backed my ass up to him, and with one hand, quickly inserted his cock into my own ass. He made surprising sounds of pleasure as his young hard cock slid into my warm hole. He thrust inside of me as hard and fast as could while his hands were confined and he had only his hips to use for leverage. I could feel him inside me as far as he could. He paused periodically while his cock pulsed, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

I reached up, released the cuffs from the headboard, and pushed him up onto his knees. I then put by feet on his shoulders and inserted his cock back into my ass. Now he had the leverage to bury his cock deep until his balls were slapping my ass cheeks. He slammed me hard for four or five thrusts and then paused as deep inside as he could get. I knew he must be getting close to losing control.

"Don't cum. Don't you dare cum. You can't cum until I am inside you." His face and chest were beaded with sweat and he panted. He pulled out and fell onto his back with his legs raised to his chest.

"Please hurry, I have to cum. I have to," he moaned.

Quickly I got to my knees and buried my cock between his tight little ass cheeks, displayed so prettily in front of me. I fell on top of him and he put his still handcuffed arms over my head and held me tight. I felt his cock begin to spasm out cum between our bodies as mine began pumping deep inside of him. As the sensations began to subside, we collapsed side by side breathing heavily. I heard him whisper, "Awesome!" and then we slept.

***

After that night, things changed again. Every time my son and I met each other's gaze, we smiled. Every time we passed each other, we touched – a hug, a hand on the shoulder, a quick feel, a kiss. We laughed more, wrestled in the pool, played four horses and went for a run together every day. The two strangers of the same blood fell in love.

Jason learned to put himself to bed. However, he would randomly show up to sleep in David's, his own or my bed. But it was a step in the right direction. Bryan moved into the pool house with his new bride Samantha. She took over the housekeeper duties. I was able to adopt Jason, so his future with our little family was now secure. There were the occasional young attractive girl or guy around the pool, but I never again was jealous. I knew my son's mind, heart, body and blood were mine and always would be. Junior continued to have lots of cocks and balls to lick, and if he encountered a creature without them, he diligently searched for them. Eventually, he would give up and just lick his own. Maybe dogs really are a superior race.

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The End