Chapter 1

My wife divorced me almost ten years ago. We never should have gotten married in the first place. I was struggling with my sexuality, and she was a mess of an adult. But, she got pregnant unexpectedly, and we agreed to give the nuclear family life a shot. Matthew was born, and I immediately fell in love; all my energy was focused on him. My wife didn't really take to motherhood, and realizing I was gay before I was ready to admit it, she started looking for fulfillment outside our family. Matty was barely two years old when she decided to leave us. It was amicable, and she agreed that I should keep full custody of Matty since she didn't really want to be a parent, and I had the means to care for him on my own. The nature of my work meant that I could easily work from home while raising my son.

Fast forward ten years, and Matty has developed into one great kid, sweet and kind, and funny and smart… He's just the best. He's also turned into a really hot kid. See, over the last ten years I've realized I'm not just gay, I'm also a boy lover, and Matty was one of the hottest, sexiest boys I'd ever seen. He stood just a hair over 4'11" [149 cm], and 88 lbs [40 kg]. He was lean, but with nicely developing muscles thanks to playing soccer and swimming since he was 5. He has a light brown complexion and black hair (which he keeps fairly short and strategically disheveled) that he got from his Hispanic mom, but somehow inherited my ice-blue eyes ( I'm of primarily Irish descent ). The full package is stunning. Well, almost the full package.

Despite our great relationship, one thing I don't know much about is how he's developing below the waist. He's become quite modest over the last couple of years. Even though he sees me in my underwear (briefs and boxer briefs, mostly) all the time, it's pretty rare that I see him in just his underwear. He prefers briefs, which I like to mix up by buying them in a variety of styles and colors, as I do for my own. I usually only catch a glimpse of the top inch or so of his undies, though – all I can see peeking out of the soccer shorts or sweatpants that comprise his usual lounge attire. I try to steal subtle glances whenever I can, and from what I can gather he seems to have a bit of a bulge, but it's hard to tell underneath such baggy attire. Needless to say, I've been dying to see what's underneath.

As for me, I'm just over 6'0" [183 cm] in height, and weigh about 185 lbs [84 kg]. I don't play sports as much as I used to, but I still swim quite a lot in our backyard pool, so I still have a pretty lean and muscular body for a man of 37. Like I said, I'm of Irish descent, but I have a pretty nice all-over tan from all the swimming and sunning by our pool, which I often do fully nude (usually when Matty's at school or out with friends) since our backyard is lined with trees that offer great privacy. My own brown hair started thinning a few years back, so I keep it shaved pretty close most of the time. I don't have a ton of body hair, but I still like to keep it well-trimmed, so I've got a nice dusting across my chest that tapers off into a little treasure trail that disappears into my pants, where I also keep my pubes neatly trimmed. Oh, and by the way, my name's Jacob, though I mostly go by Jake.

As I said, I really didn't know much about Matty's sexual development, physical or mental. He has access to a laptop, but I don't let him keep it in his room, since it's primarily for school work, and besides, I try to limit his screen time. Still, I haven't blocked any adult content or anything. I don't want to stifle his curiosity, after all. I check the browser history from time to time, but there's nothing in there to indicate he's looking for porn. He's never had a girlfriend, to my knowledge, and most of his friends are boys. He's only twelve, though, so I don't know if that means he's gay, or just not really interested in sex yet. As such, I've been waiting to give him "the talk" until he gives me a sign that it's time to do so. Well, this morning, that sign finally came, so to speak.

As I was prepping some laundry, I noticed Matty's sheets were bundled up and thrown in the laundry basket. I have a hard enough time getting him to pick up his dirty clothes, so for him to have changed his sheets unprompted was suspicious to say the least. Picking them up to put them in the washer I felt wetness, and wondered for just a moment if Matty had wet the bed – something he hadn't done in many years. A quick visual inspection ruled that out, and immediately ruled *in* a very exciting possibility. Sure enough, when I held it up to my nose, I knew right away that my gorgeous little Matty had cum the bed!

I felt so proud of him, and also very turned on by this turn of events. I quickly rubbed one out while savoring the smell of his boy cum, and then turned my mind to how and when I would talk to him about this. I certainly didn't want to embarrass him. On the contrary, I wanted to celebrate this new phase in his life, and help him feel comfortable with his body and his sexuality. Of course, I also hoped he would want to share his sexuality with me, but I didn't want to force him.

When Matty came home after school, he looked like he was waiting for the sky to fall on his head, but I played it cool to set him at ease.

"Hey Matty, how was school?" I asked.

"Uh, it was fine, I guess." He said, noticeably cagier than usual. "I think I'm gonna go play on my Playstation right now, if that's ok."

"Sure thing, buddy." Then, before he could walk away, "By the way, I went ahead and replaced the sheets on your bed." His face dropped.

"Oh, uh, ok, thanks," and made off to escape to his room.

"Wait a minute, get over here for a sec." He reluctantly walked over to me. With a big smile on my face, I grabbed him and pulled him into a long and welcoming hug.

With his body pressed against mine, I said, "I just want you to know how much I love you. I know what's going on, and we'll talk more about it after dinner, but in case you're freaking out about it, I just want you to know that it's completely normal, so don't worry about it."

I could feel his tension release just a bit, but then felt the telltale shudder of one trying to fight back tears. I released him from the embrace, and held him at arm's length with my hands on his shoulders. He was looking down, but I could see that his eyes were full of tears.

"Oh, buddy, don't cry. Matthew, look at me."

His icy blue eyes met mine. I still had on the biggest smile I could possibly affect.

"Listen, this isn't anything to be embarrassed about. The same thing happened to me at your age, and to a million other guys out there. This is actually super exciting; it means you're becoming a man, which is so awesome !!"

With those last two words, I pulled him back into a bear hug, and jostled him back and forth forcefully, which always makes him smile. I let him out of the hug again, and saw that, indeed, he did have a little smile on his face, lightly chuckling through the tears.

I kept my hands on his shoulders, but crouched down so that I could look up into his face.

"Tell you what. You go hang out in your room for a while. I'm gonna go out and pick up a few things. I'll grab some dinner from Bamboo Palace."

We both love shitty American Chinese food – who doesn't?

"When I get back, we'll have dinner, and then we'll talk more about this, ok?"

He said nothing.

"Okayyy?!" I forced, lightly rubbing away the tears that had streamed down his face.

"Ok," he said, wiping the last of the tears from his eyes. I pulled him into one more bear hug.

"Believe me when I tell you," I continued, "You've just taken your first step into a larger world. I'm so happy for you, and so proud of you all the time."

I jostled him around some more. "grrr, I just love you so much!!"

He giggled.

"Alright, I'll be back in like an hour. Call me if you need anything."

With that, I finally released him to go retreat to his room, hopefully without condemning him to an hour of dread in anticipation of the talk.

I called in the food order, and on the way dropped by the store to pick up some supplies. When I got back, we sat down and plowed through dinner. Matty still seemed a little nervous, but was nonetheless a lot more relaxed than he had been earlier. We bullshitted about this and that as we ate, an episode of American Ninja Warrior streaming on the TV in the background.

Once we'd finished eating, we both stood up.

"Alright, I'll clean up in here. Why don't you go hang out in your room, and when I'm done I'll come back, and we'll talk some more, ok?"

"Ok," Matty said, sheepishly.

I kissed his head, then rumpled his hair and nudged him on his way as I set about cleaning the kitchen. A few minutes later, I lightly knocked on the slightly ajar door to his bedroom, before pushing it open and entering the room, a shopping bag in my hand, to find him on his bed, game controller in his hand. I set the bag at the foot of the bed.

"Hey buddy, can you pause that for a minute?"

He did, and set the controller to the side.

"So, you feeling a little better than before?" He nodded.

"Good. So, I want to talk about some of the changes that are happening to your body, 'cause they can be pretty unnerving when you don't know what's going on."This morning, I'm guessing you were a little freaked to wake up and find a big wet spot on your sheets. Do you know what that was?" I asked.

"Not really," he confessed. "I thought maybe I'd peed the bed, but it wasn't yellow, so I wasn't sure. And, when I checked my underwear, there was this like slippery, gooey stuff on my… thing. But I don't know what it was."

"Well, first of all," I started, "it's called your penis. That's not a dirty word, so please don't be afraid to use it. Go ahead and say it, 'my penis'."

"My… penis." He said, a little reluctantly.

"'My penis', say it again."

"My penis!"

"Good. That's the actual word for it, but there are a million nicknames for it: weiner, willy, ding-dong, dick… the list goes on and on."

"Cock?" he asked, hopefully.

"Exactly !!" I said, grinning.

"And, I'm sure you and your friends will throw around that and a million other words for it in time. Boys are nothing if not inventive, when describing their dicks." I winked at him, and he smiled.

"So," I continued, "your penis isn't just used for peeing, as you now know. Do you have any idea what that other use might be?"

"Uh, for, uh…sex?" he suggested, uncertainly.

"That's right! A man's penis is used for sex. More specifically, it's used for making babies, (hopefully with someone the man loves, and after much careful consideration and planning). We'll talk about the nitty-gritties of sex another time. Suffice it to say, you're nowhere near old enough to start thinking about having babies, but nonetheless, your body is starting to rev up toward that as a physical possibility."

"So, going back to your penis, you've probably noticed that your penis has been growing over the last couple years, and that sometimes, it'll suddenly get bigger and harder, right?"

He nodded.

"That's called an erection, though you've maybe heard the words "boner" and "hard-on", too?"

He nodded again.

"I've heard some of my friends and older kids say 'boner', but I didn't know what it was; so I just kinda laughed along," He explained.

"So, now you know that it's called an erection, and it happens when you get aroused. That is, when you're thinking about sex, or maybe you're just thinking about a girl or a boy who you think is kinda cute, or at your age, you can get a boner for no real reason at all."

At that, he reflexively reached down to adjust his burgeoning stiffy. I decided to push things a little further.

"Are you starting to get an erection right now?" I asked with a knowing smile.

"Uh…" Matty started, but I cut him off.

"Hey, don't worry about it. We're talking about your dick and other sexy stuff; I'd be surprised if you didn't throw a boner. It's totally normal, but it can be embarrassing when it happens unexpectedly, in the middle of class, or with your friends, or even around me, right?"

"Yeah, I don't know why it happens, sometimes. Other times I'm thinking about… something, and then I feel my penis move, and before I can do anything about it, it's suddenly hard and uncomfortable," he admitted.

I giggled, "I know what you mean. It can happen at the least opportune times. That'll keep happening periodically, but thankfully, there's something you can do to at least make it happen less often, something that also happens to be super fun and awesome! Have you ever heard of masturbation, or more likely either 'jerking off' or 'jacking off'?"

"I've heard the older boys talk about jerking off, but I don't know what that is either." Matty said.

"Well, today's your lucky day, my little man, because I'm gonna tell you what it is, and show you how to do it. And then, after today, I'll probably have to spend the rest of my days trying to get you to stop, 'cause it's fun, and feels great, and you'll probably want to do it all the time."

At this, Matty's eyes grew wider. Clearly, when he woke up to find a sticky mess in his underwear and on his sheets, he didn't expect that it would end with him having fun and feeling great.

"So, at this point, I think it will be best if we take our clothes off, so that it'll be easier to illustrate what I'm talking about. I know you've been pretty shy about showing your body for a little while, but I suspect that was mostly down to embarrassment, and concern about popping a boner in front of me, right?"

He sheepishly nodded, now very uncertain about where this was heading. I continued, "Well, I hope you're starting to understand just how normal all that is, but there's still a lot to cover, so will you go along with me on this?"

"Uh, ok, sure."

"Good. Here, I'll start."

With that, I stood up and took off my shirt, revealing my fit, lightly fuzzy torso. He'd seen it a million times, but this was a very new context, so I wondered if he was seeing it in a different light now.

I took his hand, and pulled him up off the bed. He didn't make any move, so I reached down to grab the ends of his shirt, and slowly eased it up over his head. He didn't move to help me, but he didn't resist either, raising his arms so I could remove the shirt completely.

His chest was stunning. Light caramel color, with nicely developing pecs and abs, pert little nipples as erect as I hoped he was down below. The sight was made all the more alluring for the light sheen of nervous (excited?) sweat that further accentuated his beautiful body.

"You, doing ok?" I asked.

"Uh-huh," he replied.

"Ok, let's keep going then."

I unbuckled my belt, and unbuttoned my jeans, slowly lowering the zip, revealing a teaser of my underwear. I then put my thumbs in the waist of my jeans, and started shimmying them down my legs, revealing in full my muscular, golden-tanned legs and upper body, interrupted only by the briefs I was wearing: sky blue, with yellow trim. I loved this pair, as it contrasted nicely with my tan, and was cut in such a way that really highlighted the contours of both my ass and my bulge up front.

I had my eyes on Matty the whole time I was taking off my pants. Matty, on the other hand, had his eyes squarely focused on my crotch, his mouth slightly agape. I couldn't help smiling knowingly from the corner of my mouth.

"You need any help with yours?" I asked.

He shook his head, and proceeded to pull down the bulky sweatpants, leaving him in just his olive green camo briefs, though as he rose back up, he kept his hands covering his crotch.

I pulled his arms away, putting them down to his sides, where they stayed, though he kept closing and opening his hands nervously as he stood there, head now pointed to his side so he didn't have to look me in the eyes. I took the opportunity to stare at his crotch where his hard little boy nail was sticking straight out, straining the fabric of his briefs.

Actually, from the looks of it, his erect boy cock didn't seem so little after all. He appeared to be a bit above-average for his age, and I didn't miss in my focused gaze that he appeared to have a small wet spot at the tip of his tent. My mouth was watering, and I couldn't help letting out a sharp exhalation of air as I took in his beauty. I felt my own cock hardening.

"I told you, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. See, look for yourself."

With that, Matthew returned his gaze to me, and his eyes widened further upon seeing my now considerably engorged cock, outlined obscenely by the thin, soft material of my briefs.

"Whoa," Matty whispered under his breath. I let him take it in a moment.

"See, erections happen to all guys, especially when thinking or talking about sexy stuff, as we are."

After another brief moment, I asked again, "You still doing ok?"

He nodded more vigorously, but said nothing. I smiled, then slowly moved my hands to my waist, maneuvered my thumbs under the waistband, and slowly pushed them down, letting my half-hard dick bounce up a bit as the elastic waistband pulled free of it on its way down my crotch. I let them slide down to my feet before kicking them away.

"Jesus!" He breathed.

I wasn't huge by any means, but I had a nicely formed, and fairly thick cock that grew to a firm 6.5 inches [16.5 cm] when fully hard. I was uncircumcised, without any big veins snaking across my cock, for which I was thankful.

Still only half hard, I gave my cock a quick stroke just to encourage it to continue its rise to hardness. Meanwhile, Matty was still transfixed, his little cocklet hard as ever inside his undies.

"You ready?" I asked him. He looked up at me, mouth agape, but made no move to remove his briefs.

"Here, let me help you," I suggested.

At long last, I put my hands to either side of his little boy butt, hooked my thumbs under the waistband of his briefs, and started pulling them down.

Thanks to his regular swimming and soccer exercise, he had a pronounced V leading down to his crotch. The waistband caught on his rock-hard cock even as I kept pulling his underwear down at the sides. As it strained to get past his turgid penis, I could see the emergence of some fine black pubic hairs just around the base of his dick.

Finally, the straining waistband broke free of his hard cocklet. Whereas my dick lightly bounced and bobbed upon release from the confines of my briefs, Matty's little boy nail snapped up to its full attention, pointing up at a 45-degree angle from his gorgeous, slightly paler pubis.

My own dick, meanwhile, had reached its full 6.5 inches [16.5 cm], and pointed up at a much shallower angle, nearly perpendicular to my body. As I shucked away his briefs and rose up to my original position, I took the opportunity to appreciate Matty's beauty.

As I'd imagined in my dreams, he had a beautiful cock: about 4 inches [10 cm] long, and surprisingly thick, about the thickness of my thumb. Framing his gorgeous phallus was a crescent of fine black hairs leading to the base of his dick.

His balls were also fuller than I expected, but completely smooth, and perhaps just starting to descend. It took all my self-control not to just dive face-first into his crotch, slurping that eminently suckable weiner into my mouth, and coaxing his boy juice right out of him until there was none left to be had. Instead, I stood back up, and took in his full form while he got his first look at my fully hard cock.

After a lingering moment where we each availed ourselves of the chance to gaze uninterrupted upon each other's naked forms, I resumed my instruction. But not before praising my son's beautiful body.

"Matty, I hope you know that you are one really gorgeous kid. All the exercise you're taking is doing wonders for your body. As you continue growing up, your muscles will start to become bigger and more defined."

As I said this, I moved forward to run my hands up and down his smooth arms and shoulders, causing Matty to give an inadvertent shudder.

"As you can see, my penis is considerably bigger than yours. Don't feel bad or weird about that. Your penis will continue to grow over the next few years, but for your age, it's a really good size. Have you ever seen any of your friends' penises, like in the changing room at practice or anything?"

"I've seen Carlos's and Daveed's while changing for swim practice, but I didn't look very long. I didn't know if it was ok," Matty confessed, with concern in his voice.

I chuckled, "Yeah, that's dicey. Every guy is curious about other guys' equipment, and I would say most guys will at least sneak a peek when another guy is naked. That's perfectly normal. Just don't stare, you know? It's ok to take a glance, but try not to make a meal of it, if you know what I mean."

He giggled at this, and said, "Ok, got it."

"So when you peeked at Carlos's and Daveed's dicks, did you notice whether they were bigger or smaller than yours?" I asked him.

"Yeah, they were both smaller than me, though Daveed looked like he had more hair than me."

"That's pretty normal. Dicks come in all shapes and sizes. Whatever the case, it's important not to put too much stock in dick size. It seems like a big deal when you're still growing up, but it's not nearly so important once you become an adult.

"Your dick, I would say, is a bit above average for a boy your age. Mine's just a little above average for a man, so, yours may end up topping out a little above or below average size, or maybe you'll end up swinging a big ole donkey dick." He let out a loud guffaw at this. "But like I said, you've got a really good sized penis right now, so don't be jealous of the older, bigger guys, and don't make fun of the smaller guys, either, ok?"

"Ok, Dad."

"Good, now, the other important component of your sexual development, going back to what happened this morning, is your testicles, which are what's dangling below your boner right now."

"You mean my balls?" He asked, slightly confused.

"That's right, your balls. They're actually called testicles." At this point I reached down to cradle and caress my own balls. "Go ahead and give yours a squeeze, but not too hard. They're sensitive." My penis felt like it got even harder watching him reaching down to cup his own balls.

"You can feel rolling in there two little marble-like things. Those are your testicles. The sack that you're holding, which houses your testicles, is called your scrotum. As you can see, mine are way bigger, and they dangle down further." I continued fondling my own sack.

"Yours will keep growing as well and will also drop further like mine do in time. Do you want to feel mine?" I asked as though it was no big deal, although inside my heart was racing.

Matty looked up at me, but said nothing. I could see the conflicting feelings turning over in his mind. His 4" [10 cm] cocklet was still as hard as ever.

"It's ok, Matty. We're both boys, and I want you to understand what you can expect as you grow older. Here…"

With that, I grabbed one of his hands and moved it below the base of my cock, encouraging him to cradle my ball sack.

I released his hand, but he kept it in place, and cautiously started rolling my balls in his hand, gently squeezing each testicle in turn to feel their girth.

"They're really big," he said, and I gave him a little smile. At one point he applied a little too much pressure, and I let out a groan.

"Sorry, sorry!" Matty said, snapping his hand away, regretfully.

"It's ok, buddy. They're really sensitive, and don't like to be squeezed too hard. Or hit or kicked, god forbid!" He smiled at this.

I grabbed his hand again and moved it back toward my balls, "Here, go ahead and feel them as you like. Just be gentle."

Matty continued caressing my balls, more carefully this time. After a few moments, his hand started roaming upward across my neatly-shaved pubis.

"Your hair's shorter than mine, but there's way more of it," he observed.

"It gets to be quite bushy when I let it grow in, so I keep it trimmed. It's a personal preference."

Accepting the explanation, Matty continued his exploration of my body, gliding his soft hand past my belly button and up my abdomen, lingering from time to time to trace the contours of my torso. My chest hair is a little longer than my pubes, and Matty seemed to enjoy running his fingers through the hair as he caressed my pecs, even rubbing his thumb back and forth across one of my nipples, causing it to go hard. All this was keeping my dick hard as steel, and I was concerned I might explode all over him if he kept this up, but I knew I had more control than that.

"Your nipples get hard like mine when I get out of the pool and get cold," he grinned, relating his body to mine.

"Not just when you're cold."

At that I reached over with one hand to rub my own thumb over his already hard nipples.

"See?"

"Oh yeah," he giggled.

His hand started moving back down my chest, this time tracing my treasure trail down to my pubes, where he lingered, daring to just brush my hard cock with the outside of his thumb. He gave me a mildly pleading glance, wary of my disapproval at his daring.

"It's ok, you can touch that, too," I assured him.

Emboldened, he proceeded to run one finger up the length of my hard cock, before transitioning to a petting motion, running his four fingers back and forth along its length, his thumb pointing outward into the ether. I was in ecstasy, my dick throbbing along with my heartbeat, and producing a little droplet of precum at the head.

"What's that, Dad?" Matty asked, his curiosity piqued.

He touched it with the tip of one finger, and rubbed it against his thumb.

"It's slippery," he observed.

"I'll tell you in a minute. Let's move on to the main event, shall we?" I said, cryptically, in response.

"Join me on your bed."

I sat at the head of the bed in the corner against the wall, and motioned for Matty to snuggle up next to me, which he did immediately. I put my arm around him and pulled him close to my chest. He seemed now very comfortable being naked and hard right next to me, and I knew now he would go with me wherever I led.

"Matty, what happened this morning was called a nocturnal emission, but it's more commonly called a wet dream. You see, when I said your body's revving up to be able to make babies, one of the things that happens is your penis grows larger, and you get boners, ultimately so that a man can put his hard penis into a woman's vagina."

I could see Matty about to ask a bunch of questions about that, so I cut him off. "We'll talk more about women's anatomy another time, so don't worry about it for now.

"The other thing your body does to be able to make babies is to start producing sperm. Sperms are what join with a woman's egg inside of her to make a baby. Sperm is produced by your testicles and mixes with some other gooey stuff called semen."

At this point I dared to reach over with my one free hand, and gently massage his little ball sack, rubbing my thumb around each of his little balls. He shuddered slightly, but didn't say anything.

"Semen is stored inside your scrotum until it's ready to come out. When the man has his penis inside a woman's vagina, and rubs it back and forth inside of her, eventually his penis will get really stimulated, and the semen inside his ball sack will shoot out of his penis into the woman's vagina, where the sperm will work their way toward the egg, and possibly create a baby. There's more to it than that, but that's the gist of it. You, following me?"

"Yeah, I think so. So, is that what happened to me? Did I shoot semen out of my penis?"

I nodded.

"But I didn't have my penis inside a woman's vagina, so why did it happen?"

"Well, now that you're old enough, your balls have started making semen, and it just keeps on making it all the time. Eventually, the pressure builds up inside your balls, and it has to come out to relieve some of that pressure. Sometimes, when you're sleeping, and your body's on autopilot, your body will take it upon itself to expel that excess semen, and that's what a wet dream is."

"Ohhh. So, wait, does that mean that this is just gonna keep happening to me every night?!" he asked, horrified.

I let out a small laugh.

"Calm down, calm down. It's not gonna happen every night. First of all, it takes a few days to build up enough semen to cause a wet dream, and second of all there's fortunately a really great way to relieve that pressure on your own. Do you remember what that was?" I queried.

"Uh, mass-tur… uh, jacking off?"

I laughed out loud at his aborted attempt to use the technical term. "That's right, jacking off, or masturbation. By masturbating, you can get rid of that excess semen, which is also called cum or jizz."

"Oh, that's what that is," Matty said with dawning realization.

"That's right. And like I said, the other great thing about jerking off is that it happens to feel really awesome. So, all you have to do to avoid having wet dreams is to masturbate regularly. Incidentally, that'll also cut down on some of the more random boners that happen when you're not even thinking about anything sexy. You're still gonna pop a lot of these boners, though!"

And with that, I lightly flicked his still hard boy nail back and forth with my index finger, drawing a boyish giggle from my gorgeous little man.

"Thank god. I thought I was gonna have to change my sheets every day for the rest of my life!" Matty said with mock relief.

"But, then, how do I jack off?" He asked, realizing that knowing was only half the battle.

"Well, little buddy, if you're ok with it, I can show you how to masturbate your hard little dick right now." Matty looked up at me, an excited grin on his face, and love in his eyes.

"Really?" he asked.

"If you want me to." I replied, hopefully.

"Thanks, Dad. Please show me."

Finally given the green light, I reached down and gently grasped his little cocklet between my thumb and two forefingers. I could hardly believe that after all these years, finally I was getting to see a sexy boy, *my* sexy boy, in all his naked glory. And, not only that, he was letting me jerk off his beautiful little penis.

I slowly moved my fingers up and down Matty's 4-inch [10 cm] shaft, gently stroking him so that he could get a feel for the rhythm for when he stroked himself off. I kept on stroking him up and down, increasing the pace gradually, and pausing every so often to rub my hand across his pubis, and down to cup his balls in my hand, massaging them before moving back up to his cock.

As I jerked off my son's hard dick with my free hand, my other hand was lightly stroking his chest, rubbing across his pert little nipple. Matty was clearly starting to feel good, as he was kind of sinking deeper into my embrace, and squirming a bit as the pleasure rose.

"So, Matty, do you wanna give it a try," I asked, still jerking his cocklet, though a little slower now.

"Ok," he said, and put his right hand down to his boy spike.

I moved my own hand away, shifting down to caress his inner thigh, while his hand grabbed hold of his dick, and started stroking exactly like I had. At first he used the same three-finger method as I was using, but seeing that his dick was both long enough and thick enough, I encouraged Matty to try wrapping his whole hand around his cock, and continues stroking. Matty quickly picked up how to jerk off using his whole fist, and he started jerking in earnest.

After a couple more minutes of me staring, mesmerized, at my beautiful golden boy having his first wank right next to me, Matty interrupted my reverie, exclaiming, "Hey look, I've got some of that slippery stuff coming out my dick, too!"

Sure, enough, there was a little droplet of precum pooling from his piss slit.

"That's called precum, and it helps make your dick slippery to make sex or jerking off easier. Go ahead and rub it around your dick while you keep jerking."

"Wow, that feels way better. I wish I had more!" At that, I reached down and grabbed the bag I'd set down earlier, and pulled out a bottle of Jergens lotion – my favorite type to jack off with – and reached over with it to squeeze a bit onto Matty's rigid tool.

"Here buddy, move your hand just a second." I squeezed a bit on his engorged cockhead, and he went back to stroking, now fully free to jack to his heart's content without any friction slowing him down.

Matty's stroke pace was frantic by now, and his cock head had reached an angry shade of red as it built toward its first intentional ejaculation. I continued rubbing up and down his inner thighs, with frequent detours to his tender balls, massaging his scrotum, coaxing it to produce more boy juice for the coming explosion.

Suddenly, Matty stopped stroking. He was panting, trying to catch his breath after the frantic stroke session. "My arm's getting tired!"

I smiled. "Yeah, that can happen. How does it feel? Do you like it?"

"Yeah, it's really nice. I kinda like it when you do it, though."

"Would you like me to jerk you off again until you cum?" Matty nodded vigorously, his grinning mouth agape as he continued to catch his breath.

I squirted another drop of lotion on my own hand, and reached down to resume control of the rocketship, Matty's cock. I wrapped my whole hand around his 4-inch [10 cm] fucktoy, and started stroking again. He wasn't yet big enough for me to run my hand up and down the length of it, so I just kind of massaged his rod, while rubbing my thumb and forefinger over his sensitive cockhead.

It must have felt good because Matty was once again breathing heavily and squirming around in restless delight. He was now moaning intermittently with his rapid exhalations. I could tell Matty was getting close now.

"Dad, I think something's happening," Matty said, slightly alarmed. "I feel like I need to pee."

"You're not gonna pee. You're getting ready to climax. Just go with it."

With that, I ratcheted up my assault on his little spike, rubbing it over and over at a feverish pace. Matty was now moaning loudly with every breath.

Finally, I could feel Matty's cock start to throb and, with a final, full-throated moan of ecstasy, his cockhead burst forth with 1, 2, 3, 4 big squirts of thin, slightly milky boy juice, then more still slowly oozed out with each additional pulse. Finally it tapered off, and I moved my hand, now sticky with sweet boy nectar, away from my son's relieved cock.

While Matty came down from his first orgasm, eyes still closed as he continued to catch his breath, I took the opportunity to lick his boy cum off my hand, savoring the sweet/salty nectar until there was none left. I desperately wanted to bend over and lick the remaining cum off his sweaty, muscular chest, but I didn't want to freak him out.

Finally, Matty was composed enough to open his eyes, looking up at me to see my own loving, smiling face, and greeting it with his own affectionate smile.

"How was that, my little man?" I asked him.

"Man, that felt amazing. What was that?"

"If you're talking about that amazing feeling that swept through your body, that is called an orgasm. If you're talking about the cum that shot out of your penis, that's called an ejaculation. And boy did you shoot a lot. Take a look."

Matty looked down to admire and marvel at the streaks of boy cum that ran across his toned torso, pooling here and there in the contours of his abs. "Wow, look at it all. I wish I had seen it come out, but I couldn't even keep my eyes open!"

"Yeah, it's a pretty overwhelming feeling, especially for your first time. I'm really impressed by how much you were able to shoot, even after cumming in your sleep this morning. And as long as you do this regularly, you won't ever have to worry about having another wet dream again."

"I'd do that every day if I could," he proclaimed.

"You can! At your age, you can do it more than that if you like. Just don't do it more than like three or four times a day, otherwise your dick will start getting sore from overuse."

"Seriously? I can't wait to do it again. What do I clean my jizz off with?" At that, I reached into the bag again, and pulled out a six-pack of super soft washcloths.

"Here, wipe it off with this. You can keep these in your sock drawer, and use them for your cum rags. Just make sure you throw them in the hamper after one or two loads, so that they don't get all crusty and gross.

"Cool. Thanks, Dad. I feel a lot better now."

"Good. I'm really glad to hear that. I know the feeling of embarrassment and shame that comes with having a wet dream, not knowing what's going on with your body. I'm glad I was able to show you how your body works, and I'm so proud of you for shooting such a huge load of cum."

"Thanks, Dad." He said, sheepishly. With that, I made to get up off the bed and let him enjoy his newfound hobby alone, but he stopped me in my tracks. "Wait, Dad, don't you wanna jack off, too?"

"I do, but I figured I'd leave you alone, and go jerk off in my own room," I said.

Disappointed, he said, "But I want to see what it looks like when your big cock shoots your jizz. Can I see it, please?" He was almost pleading now. What could I do but to oblige my little stud of a son?

I leaned back again, and he nestled himself back against my chest, one arm still around him. With my one free hand, I gathered another squeeze of lotion in my hand, and wrapped it around my rigid cock, much neglected and in dire need of release. I started stroking up and down the length of my dick, feeling already that my own climax was not far off.

As I continued stroking, I suddenly felt the warm, welcome sensation of a small hand massaging my scrotum. I looked down to see my son's small hand rubbing and caressing my balls as I jerked faster and faster on my furiously hard cock.

Finally, I felt the pending eruption churning in my loins, as Matty continued to roll my balls in his boyish hand. Wanting to make sure he got a good look, I managed to squeak out, "Here I cum. I'm cumming!"

As though I myself was cumming for the first time, my cock pulsed over and over as rope after rope of thick, creamy cum shot out up the length of my body. The first volley shot up past my head, clipping my ear along the way. The second would have hit my other shoulder, were it not for my boy's head getting in the way. Cum now rested in his black hair, and all up one side of his face. Two more volleys landed all over my chest, while more oozed out with seven or eight more pulses.

"Whoa, that was awesome!" he exclaimed, giggling wildly. Now I was the one out of breath.

"Thanks," I panted. "I guess I needed that pretty bad, too, huh?"

At last we both got ourselves cleaned up, and jumped in the shower together to finish the job. I put on a pair of clean briefs, and Matty did the same, leaving the sweats on the floor. He had nothing to hide from me now. I walked him back to his room, and he hopped into his bed. I gave him a kiss on his head, and said, "I love you, Matty."

"Thanks, Dad. I love you, too. You're the best." My heart melted as I made my way out of his bedroom. "Goodnight, Dad," he said as I closed the door.

"Good night, Matty. Sweet dreams…"

Chapter 2

It's been about two weeks since I first sat my 12-year-old son, Matthew, down and showed him how his body works, in the wake of a wet dream that signaled his graduation into adolescence. Since then, I've noticed an immediate turnaround in Matty's attitude. Gone is the preoccupied, overly modest boy who wore bulky pants to hide his frequent, inexplicable erections. Back is the happy, carefree boy of a couple years ago, before his growing and changing body started freaking him out. Now that he doesn't have to worry about being abnormal in any way, my boy has taken to walking around in just his underwear when at home. It's been a joy to watch, both as a father and as a boy-lover.

He's also clearly taken to heart my advice about regular masturbation. A couple days after our talk, I went up to check on Matty, who was hanging out in his room. As I walked by his slightly-ajar bedroom door, I peeked in to see Matty lying on his bed, eyes closed, underwear down to his knees, lotion and cum-rag next to him, jerking his little 4-inch [10 cm] cocklet. I reached down and massaged my own hardening cock through my boxer briefs as I watched my beautiful son pleasure himself. After a brief couple of minutes, I could see Matty's chest rise and fall more quickly as his breathing increased until he reached his climax, releasing two nice volleys of thin cum onto his chest. As Matty reached for the cum-rag he'd conveniently placed next to him, I slipped away, smiling proudly to myself.

After that, everyday when Matty got home from school, he would retreat to his room, presumably to engage in his new favorite hobby, as evidenced by the quickly amassing spent cum-rags I discovered when I went to check the laundry room. At this rate, I'd have to do a load of laundry every few days just to keep my insatiable son in a steady supply of cum-rags. I picked up the one on top of the pile, and held it up to my nose. I inhaled my boy's youthful aroma, intoxicated, and then proceeded to wash the current crop of dirty laundry.

The following weekend, after a busy day of carting Matty around to his soccer game, and then running a bunch of other errands, we settled in for the night by plopping down on the couch and watching an ep of American Ninja Warrior, which works really well as mindless, end-of-day fare. It also doesn't hurt that it features a bunch of fit men flexing and straining as they test the limits of their own bodies. I was sitting at one side of the couch in just my briefs, which tonight were heather gray, lightweight cotton briefs that sat somewhat loosely on me – very soft and breathable.

Matty, having showered and put on just a pair of Captain America briefs – flag blue with Cap's shield emblazoned right on the front where his boy bits rested beneath – -curled up next to me in a childish sort of fetal position with his head resting on my bare chest. I held up my arm as he got in position, then rested it along his lightly muscled upper arm, holding him to me in a fatherly embrace.

As we watched a parade of sexy, well-fit men (and some women) attempt to navigate the near-impossible obstacle course, I felt Matty squirm next to me at various moments. At one point in particular, we watched a hunky young (mid-20s, I'd say) Latin guy try and fail to make it through the course. About halfway through a ridiculous upper-body challenge, 2/3 of the way through the course, the guy lost his grip and fell to the water. As he got out, the water cascaded down his body, making his thin, self-branded, soaking wet sleeveless t-shirt cling to his rippled chest, showing off every muscle in his torso, as well as his pert little nipples. Even as I ogled this hunky specimen, I felt Matty shift again, this time reaching a hand down to readjust his little cock, which was now causing Cap's shield to slightly bulge out from his little boy body.

"I guess you liked him, huh?" I said to Matty, knowingly, though not sure if *he* would take my meaning.

"Yeah, I was rooting for him to make it all the way. He looks… really strong, so I thought he had a chance," Matty replied.

"He's definitely a pretty fit, good-looking dude, eh?"

"Mm," Matty responded noncommittally.

The next guy up was a light-skinned (perhaps mixed-race?) black guy. He was predictably really fit, with a tight little body, but there was no way he was gonna make it through the course. I was rooting for him anyway, if only to get to stare at his lithe body and boyish face a bit longer. I guess Matty felt the same way, as he once again reached down to readjust his penis again. This time, though, his hand lingered on his crotch, his fingertips massaging his little nail through his underwear, causing Cap's shield to once again morph from its classic convex shape to more of a cone sticking up from the boy's groin.

Watching my boy fondle himself right next to me caused my own cock to stir. I myself reached down to adjust my thickening penis to make it less obvious. Of course, I realize I had just recently taken the time to ensure my son that his body, a boy's body, is nothing to be ashamed of. Still, I didn't necessarily want to go throwing wood right next to my son either. Regardless of my intent to retain some control over my more mature body, I nonetheless felt my cock continuing its rise towards full mast. Within just a few moments my 6.5-inch [16 cm] hardon was causing a painfully obvious bulge underneath my thin gray briefs, which did not go unnoticed.

"You've got a boner, Daddy," my boy observed, giggling.

"Yeah, well, so do you!" I hit back.

"No, I don't," he lied, unconvincingly

"Oh yeah, well what about this thing right here?" With that, I reached my hand down and used just my index finger to flick the tip of his cloth-covered boner back and forth.

"I thought Captain America's logo was a shield, not a tepee!" Matty laughed hysterically at this dual physical and verbal assault.

"Shut up," he said bashfully, still giggling like mad.

In response, he reached his hand over and used two fingers to prod at my erection, lightly grabbing hold of it with his thumb and two forefingers, shaking it back and forth for emphasis.

"At least it doesn't look like I have salami shoved down my pants."

"Ha, you wish!" I retorted, as Matty continued to giggle.

Our brief hysterics at an end, I waited for Matty's hand to re-position away from my hard cock. A few moments later, his hand was still resting on my penis, and as I watched, started petting up and down the length of my stiff cock. As he continued petting my soft cloth-covered boner, he rubbed along its side, and then back down, stopping to also delicately pet my cotton-covered balls.

His head, still lying on my tummy, was only a few inches from the tip of my hard penis. After about a minute of his ministrations, Matty angled his head back to look up at me, to see my reaction to his wandering hands. As his icy blue eyes stared up, they were greeted by my own eyes looking down at him, a loving smile on my face letting him know that it was OK for him to be touching me like this again.

A boyish smile spread across his face as he took my meaning, though I emphasized the point by reaching over with my left hand and running it through his hair, petting him affectionately. Simultaneously, my right hand, which had been holding him in my embrace, reached down and grabbed hold of his hard little cocklet between my own thumb and two forefingers, lightly stroking it up and down through his cute boy briefs.

Emboldened, Matty turned his attention back to my straining dick, now wrapping his hand around the bulging shaft, pumping it more aggressively. I find underwear very exciting, partly because I love the feel of rubbing my hard cock through my underwear and seeing it bulge out obscenely, so Matty's manipulation was causing me to really horn up. I felt myself begin gently thrusting my pelvis forward in rhythm with Matty's stroking, though I was still a ways off from cumming.

Matty, on the other hand, was much more quickly approaching his climax in response to my own attention. His hand slowed its pace rubbing my cock as his focus turned to his own building climax. He stopped stroking me entirely, as moments later I felt a shudder run through his entire body as his orgasm overtook him. I felt his hard cocklet throb several times as his cum filled his underwear, and I delighted in watching a wet stain spread across the front of his briefs, his little body breathing heavily as he recovered from the release.

"I guess Cap's adamantium shield isn't jizz-proof after all," I quipped, eliciting a laugh from my post-orgasmic pre-teen boy.

"It's vibranium, Dad, not adamantium." He replied, pedantically.

"Try reading a book some time," I shot back, playfully.

As Matty recovered, I continued running my fingers through his thick black hair, now slightly sweaty at the front from the heat of his climax.

"Alright, kid, now that you've soiled a perfectly clean pair of undies,"

I started, to a conspiratorial giggle from Matty.

"I think it's time for you to go to bed."

"Wait," he protested. "But I wanna make you cum, too!" I gave a chuckle at that. Who was I to argue?

"OK, but then off to bed," I acceded.

Matty's hand returned to my hard shaft, resuming its eager service. He seemed to be stifled by the confines of my stretched gray briefs, now showing a prominent wet spot at the tip of my head where my heavy flow of precum had stained it.

"Here, let me help," I said, moving his hand away just long enough to reach into the fly of my briefs and pull out my hard cock and full balls. "That should make it easier," I said, by way of explanation.

Matty turned his head up to flash me a toothy grin in approval before turning his gaze once again to my crotch. His hand returned to my stiff cock, and wrapped around it (at least as much as possible), resuming his stroking unencumbered by the cloth covering. A hard cock and balls sticking out through a guy's fly being another underwear-related turn-on for me, I quickly got worked up as Matty's soft boy hand continued its service. Once again, I began thrusting my pelvis forward in time with his hand.

A minute or two later, under Matty's loving manipulation, I felt the rising fire within my loins. I began to moan in anticipation, the hand still on Matty's head petting him more aggressively in lustful encouragement. Matty stroked my throbbing cock a few more times, then enjoyed a front-row seat to my ejaculation.

Matty had my dick basically pointed directly at his face, so it was no surprise when the first milky rope blasted him in the face. Two more lesser volleys followed, pooling on my abdomen and in my belly button. Matty released my dick, which was still oozing out the last bits of creamy cum. The boy lifted himself up, and turned to look at me, smiling widely despite his face being streaked with my cum, which seemed to have just missed his left eye.

"I think you got something on your face, Son," I joked.

"No kidding, you gushed all over me! Now I have to go get one of my cum-rags to clean myself up!" He said in mock outrage.

"Nonsense. Here." And with that, I reached up and rubbed my cum off of his face with my thumb. Then, as he was still watching, I brought the thumb to my mouth and stuck the whole thing into my mouth, sucking the cum off and swallowing it. Matty looked on in wide-eyed wonderment, mouth agape as he watched me eat my own cum.

"Dad, you just ate your jizz," he observed, as if I was not aware.

"Mm hmm," I casually replied, gathering another fingerful from the pool on my belly, and bringing it, too, up to my waiting mouth.

"Isn't it gross?" He asked, incredulous.

"No, it's not gross. I actually kinda like it," I replied, licking my fingers as if I'd just finished eating messy barbecue.

"Well… what does it taste like?" Matty inquired.

"Eh, it's kinda sweet, but mostly salty. Other than that, it doesn't really taste like much of anything." Matty sat in contemplative silence. "You wanna try it?"

"Uh, I don't know."

"Come on, give it a try," I urged him on, holding out another fingerful for him to taste. After a brief moment of consideration, Matty leaned forward and took my cum-covered finger into his mouth. He sucked the cum off of my finger as I withdrew it from his mouth, leaving him to consider the flavor for a moment before swallowing. His face didn't reflect disgust, but neither did it show delight.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"Uh, I mean, it's not too gross. Feels weird. Kinda tastes like snot." I chuckled at that apt description.

"Yeah, it's a bit of an acquired taste," I replied.

"What's that mean?" He asked.

"Just that you have to learn to like it by trying it over and over. Like beer, or coffee." I answered, seeing the understanding dawn on him as he no doubt remembered the last time he tried a sip of my black coffee, unimpressed. Still, he dared to go in one more time, gathering a bit more of what was left of my load onto his own finger and putting it to his mouth. He still didn't seem very impressed, but didn't express any displeasure either, instead just kinda shrugging it off.

"Alright, kid, enough dessert for you," I joked, eliciting a polite huff. "Off to bed." I kissed him on the top of his head, and released him to make his way to his bedroom.

Before he walked away, I added, "And don't forget to change those soiled undies you have on before getting into bed," I admonished. "I don't want to have to wash cum out of your sheets again."

Matty simply rolled his eyes at me, and gave a playfully dismissive "Whatever, Dad," as he proceeded off to bed.

"You whatever! Goodnight," I finally said.

"Goodnight, Dad."

Chapter 3

It was a few days later, and Matty was extremely excited about it being the last day of school before summer vacation! Since it was scheduled as a half-day, Matty asked if we could host a celebratory pool party with some of his friends. I said yes, but to keep it small, we settled on six of his friends–all boys–coming over for pizza and swimming.

"No girls?" I asked.

"Ew, no way!" he shot back, and I smiled.

I then suggested we go get him some new swim trunks, since he's sort of outgrown his old pair, and I thought maybe he'd like to show off some splashy new trunks. Matty was quite keen on this idea, so we went down to the mall to go shopping. Despite Matty's new-found comfort with his own body, I still expected him to pick out a pair of the typical baggy board shorts that boys and men in America insist upon wearing. So I was pleasantly surprised when he picked out a pair of low-waist, square-cut swim shorts with a funky blue pattern on them, which looked very sexy on his lithe preteen frame.

The morning of Matty's last school day, I didn't hear him shuffling about upstairs as I usually do, so I went up to make sure he was awake. His door was mostly open, and as I approached the doorway I heard the now-unmistakable sound of him fapping away in his room. Sure enough, when I made it to the entrance to his room, I found Matty lying on his bed, red boxer-briefs around his ankles, pulling on his little pud.

I couldn't resist sticking around to watch for a minute, and reached down to fondle my own growing cock. I thought I would leave him to finish on his own, but decided I didn't want him taking his sweet time lest he miss his school bus. So, instead, I moved into his room and approached the bed. Matty's eyes were closed, so he still wasn't aware of my presence until I sat down on the side of the bed facing him. At that, his ice-blue eyes opened to find me lovingly smiling at him. A broad smile spread across his face in welcome, even as his toned little forearm tugged away at his beautiful boy cock.

I reached down and slid my fingers under his own, taking over stroking duties. He was still plenty slippery from the lotion he'd applied, so I easily slipped into the rhythm of jerking my little boy, once again interspersing full-penis strokes with lengthy sojourns to assault just his cockhead, rolling the sensitive tip within my slippery hand, eliciting moans from Matty.

"Mmm, I like it when you do it like that," he confessed, putting his now-free stroking hand behind his head and closing his eyes, allowing me to take over his pleasuring.

As I continued stroking his hard little member, with my other hand I reached over and rubbed his toned chest. I loved the feel of his smooth, firm skin beneath my fingers, running them all along his torso and up his arm, pausing briefly to tickle his smooth armpit, drawing a boyish giggle in response. My indulgence satisfied, I re-focused on his little prick, increasing my pace to bring about his orgasm. Within another minute, Matty's breathing rapidly increased until his little body convulsed, sending three nice spurts of thin, milky boy cum shooting from his dick onto his belly.

I released his penis from my grasp, and took a moment to appreciate the satisfied glow on my boy's smiling face as he recovered from his climax. A moment later he opened his eyes and looked down at his torso to evaluate his production, running the tip of his finger through the largest glob.

"You're so messy all the time!" I said in mock-admonishment. He giggled, balancing a globule of boy jizz on his finger and moving it toward me offering a taste.

"Aren't you gonna eat it?" he asked, taunting me.

I curled my face up into a snarl and moved my mouth over his finger as though an animal moving to attack him. With a growl, I closed my mouth around his little cum-covered finger, sucking the sweet-and-salty nectar down my throat while wildly lapping at his finger with my tongue. I suctioned on his finger as he withdrew it from my mouth.

"Mmm, need more cum!" I growled in my best monster voice, drawing more giggles from Matty.

Still snarling, I bent down to attack his belly, lapping at the remaining cum, and gnawing as his little tummy like a monster, throwing Matty into fits of hysterics as my nibbles tickled him. Finally, I eased up, using just my human dad tongue to lap up the last bits of his seed. Just before letting him up, I thrust my mouth down upon his cum-glistening cocklet, licking it clean and savoring the flavor of his cum mixed with the sensation of his little penis inside my mouth. As I withdrew, I ran my tongue over his still-sensitive head, causing Matty to shudder reflexively.

"Alright, little man, let's get you up. Time to get ready for your last day of school!" I said, and Matty sprung up excitedly to start getting dressed.

About an hour after Matty got home from school his friends started arriving. Pretty soon, I had seven 11- and 12-year-olds running around half-naked and wet as they found a million reasons to get in and out of the pool. Matty looked very sexy in his little swim shorts when he was dry. When he was wet, though, with his toned little body glistening in the sun, dark hair plastered to his head, offset by his electric blue eyes, and with his snug shorts clinging to his little boy bits… Well, suffice it to say, I was finding my own shorts a little tight in the crotch.

I had feared that his friends might make fun of his choice of swimwear, especially when I saw that, true to form, nearly all of them wore the same type of bulky board shorts or trunks. Thankfully, Matty deflected the only skeptic in his group when asked about them.

"I think they're cool, and it feels really great swimming in them. They don't get all tangled and in the way like my old shorts did."

In response the naysayer looked at him as if reconsidering their relative merits. The only boy not wearing bulky boy shorts was a boy called Kelvin, a very attractive boy with olive skin and curly black hair, who was also on Matty's soccer team. Unlike the rest of Matty's friends, Kelvin was dressed in a pair of jammer-style shorts with an orange/brown oil swirl pattern on them, which looked great against his olive skin.

I had invited all of the parents to hang out by the pool as well, but most opted just to drop them off and pick them up later. I supposed they were enjoying one last day off before having to deal with their rambunctious boys for the rest of the summer. The only parent who did stick around was Kelvin's dad, Markos. We were on friendly terms already due to our involvement with the boys' soccer team, but this was the first time really getting to hang out as friends rather than just as fellow soccer dads.

While the boys splashed around and did increasingly goofy "dives" into the water, Markos and I sat by the pool sharing the pitcher of margaritas I'd mixed up ahead of time. I had on a pair of sand-colored cotton shorts, and a white linen shirt that I wore open, as well as a pair of dark sunglasses so that I could ogle the sexy boys playing in my midst. Markos was similarly attired, albeit with a pair of salmon-colored shorts. His dark chest hair was thick without being unruly. Instead of glasses, he wore a cream-colored panama hat.

After a couple of the boozy delights, I was feeling pretty content with the world, as, it seemed, was Markos, who had a sustained grin on his face as he looked upon the boys playing in the pool.

"Need another one?" I asked, snapping him out of his reverie.

"Oh, yeah, thanks." he replied, enthusiastically. As I refilled his glass, he added, "Tell you what, Jake, this is a pretty great place you've got here."

"Why, thank you. It's certainly got its perks," I replied, eyeing the group of wet, half-naked boys frolicking in the water before us.

"I'll say," Markos said, almost under his breath as he, too, gazed out at the pool. "You know, I'm surprised to see Matthew in such … European swimwear. I don't see too many Americans wearing those."

"Yeah, he's a special kid. I just took him shopping, and told him to pick something he liked, and he picked those ones all on his own."

"I tried to convince Kelvin that it was perfectly normal to wear shorts like those, or briefs, or even bikinis back in Greece, but he's too much of an uptight American now," Markos lamented. "Err, no offense, Jake."

"None taken. Besides, I agree. I spent a couple years abroad during college, so I got pretty used to wearing much more revealing attire. Now I really enjoy it. I'm glad Matty seems comfortable enough with his body to wear them."

"Those long lycra shorts were the most I could get Kelvin to go with," he said, somewhat disappointed.

"Well, he doesn't look too bad in them either. Where was his mother from again?" I asked.

"Sri Lanka."

"Shit, what a blend."

"I know. He's gonna break hearts here before too long," Markos said, unconsciously reaching down to adjust himself. I had a strong suspicion he had similar interests to my own.

"Well, the view from here ain't too bad already," I replied, a knowing smirk on my face. "Yeah, I'm surprised Matty even picked a pair of shorts as modest as that," I continued. "Seems like ever since I had 'the talk' with him, and told him it was perfectly normal for boys his age to get erections and to masturbate, he hasn't been shy about running around in just his briefs, even when he's sporting a little boner."

"Really !!" Markos responded, clearly interested.

"Yeah, I've even walked in on him stroking his little dick a few times now. It's pretty cute, actually," I said. "Makes me think back to when I first learned that my dick wasn't just for pissing."

"I bet," replied Markos. "So, is he, you know, producing …?"

"Yeah," I said, expressing my pride in my boy's progress into adolescence. "I even bought him some lotion and rags to clean up after himself." As I said this, I too reached down to adjust my growing bulge.

"Wow. I think my Kelvin may be masturbating, too, but I haven't worked up the nerve to talk with him about it yet. How did your talk with Matthew go?"

"Really well. He was embarrassed at first, but once I got through to him how normal the changes he was seeing are, he felt a whole lot better. I even gave him some pointers for how to masturbate correctly," I said, downplaying just how hands-on my pointers were.

"You told him how to jerk off?" Markos asked, incredulous.

"Mm hmm. I figured he might as well know how to do it properly," I responded, as if this was totally natural.

"Man, that would have been helpful when I was their age," said Markos.

"I'd encourage you to talk to Kelvin. I think you'll find it pretty rewarding to connect with him on that level, especially since, like us, it's just the two of you in the house."

"That's a good point," Markos replied.

"You know, you should come hang out more often. Kelvin can play with Matty, and we can talk more about how to get through being single dads to horny adolescent boys," I suggested.

"Haha, I think I might take you up on that, Jake," he replied.

Just at that moment, a dripping wet Matty, along with a couple other wet and sexy boys came up to where Markos and I were lounging.

"Can we get the pizza now, Dad?!" Matty asked, excitedly.

We ordered the pizza, which the boys devoured in quantities incommensurate to their size, before jumping back in the pool (cramps be damned!) for more, albeit subdued, water fun. Eventually, parents started arriving one by one to pick the boys up, with Markos and Kelvin being the last to leave.

"Hit me up if you and Kelvin want to come and have a boys' night over here sometime. We'd love to have you," I said to Markos as he exited the house.

"I think that'll be a lot of fun. I'll text you," Markos said as he and Kelvin walked out to their car, leaving Matty and myself alone again.

"So, 'did you have fun today?" I asked Matty as his bedtime approached.

"Yeah, tons!" he exclaimed.

"Well, good, I'm glad. So, now that you're a free man for the next couple months, what's on your agenda? Gonna read through the works of Shakespeare, or take up a new hobby – -carpentry, perhaps?!" Matty looked at me like I'd gone insane. "

Ooh, I know, maybe you could get a job… start buying me pizza once in a while!" I continued.

"You're such a weirdo," Matty said, a goofy grin on his face.

"Yeah, well you're Son of Weirdo, so better get used to it." He just rolled his eyes.

"OK, I think it's time for you to hop in the shower, and then off to bed…"

"Oh, come on, Dad," he immediately protested. "I don't even have school tomorrow!"

"Yeah, but you still need your beauty sleep, and I won't have my son sleeping till noon. What would the neighbors think?" I said in mock-horror.

"They'd probably say you're a weirdo, too," Matty said as he got up to head upstairs to get ready for bed.

"Eh, what do they know?"

***

An hour or so after Matty went to bed; I was still downstairs watching TV. I kept thinking back to my conversation with Markos. I didn't think it was my imagination that he seemed uncommonly interested to hear about my talk with Matty. Plus, throughout the afternoon, he seemed to have his gaze set upon the nearly naked boys frolicking in the pool. Could he possibly be a boy lover like me? I've never had anyone I could talk to about that side of me. I've always kept it a closely guarded secret, lest someone finds out and it leads to my ruin. Above all, I couldn't bear the idea of losing Matty, which I surely would if I was ever found out. Still, the idea of actually having a friend who shared my prurient interests, with whom I could talk freely and maybe even share my extensive collection of boy porn, sounded very liberating.

Even thinking about it, my cock started to rouse, and I decided to take the opportunity to have a nice, leisurely wank. I had my computer connected to my TV, so I closed all the curtains, shed my clothes, and sat back on the couch. My 6.5-inch [16 cm] cock was already hard in anticipation. I grabbed my cock in one hand, as with the other I pulled up one of my favorite videos. It was a vintage boy porn video which, like a lot of vintage porn, actually featured a loose storyline, this one revolving around a boy in his early teens coming by bus to visit his younger cousin. As the night wears on, they retire to bed, where each of the boys takes turns undressing down to their white briefs, before climbing into the same bed to go to sleep.

While the younger boy drifts off quickly, the older boy lies awake, and decides to have a wank, pulling out a porno mag that he brought with him. As he jerks his hard teen cock, his younger cousin reaches over to grab his rigid penis and starts stroking it, causing the older teen to first startle at being caught jacking off, then quickly giving over to the ministrations of his younger cousin. All the while, I was stroking away at my own stiff prick, lost in the imagery on the screen before me.

"Dad, what are you watching?"

Reacting out of panic, just as the teen boy on the screen had when his younger cousin put his hand on his hard cock, I immediately startled and made to cover myself, before remembering that Matty had not only seen my dick hard, but had actually jerked me off before.

"Matty, you scared me. What are you doing awake?" I asked, recovering from my brief panic.

"I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd come sit with you till I fell asleep. What are you watching?" he asked again.

"Oh, um, well, I'm watching some… pornography." I replied, somewhat reluctantly.

"You mean like 'porno'?" he asked.

"Yeah, that's what 'porno' is short for: 'pornography'," I clarified.

"I thought that was just, like, naked ladies and stuff," he said, confused.

"Well, it is that, but it can also be naked boys and men," I explained.

"What are they doing?" asked Matty. On the screen, the younger cousin had progressed to sucking the cock of his older cousin, who was now lying back with his hands behind his head, a grin on his face as he experienced the pleasure his younger cousin was giving him. Matty, by this point, had come around to sit next to me on the couch, apparently unfazed at me being totally naked. I could see that his little boy nail was hard underneath the fabric of the light blue boxer-briefs he was wearing. I lifted up one arm as he sat down, to welcome him into my embrace. My other hand was still holding my hard penis.

"Well, he's giving him a blowjob. Have you heard of that before?"

"Yeah, but I didn't know what it meant. He doesn't look like he's blowing on the other boy's wiener," he observed, confused.

"Haha, I know. It's a bit of a misnomer," I said, drawing another confused look from Matty.

"That means the name makes it sound like one thing, but it's actually something different."

On screen, the boys had switched places, so that the older boy was now sucking the younger boy's hard little nail, much to his delight.

"Is this real?" Matty asked.

"No… well, yes. They're actually giving each other blowjobs, but it's not like it's real life. Most of pornography is just fantasy. It's meant to titillate, not show the truth."

"What's 'titty late' mean?" he asked, adorably mispronouncing the term.

"It's 'titillate', not 'titty late', and it means it makes your little cock hard so you can jerk off real good!"

As I said it, I let go of my cock and reached over to grasp his little prong within his underwear, drawing a fit of laughter from Matty. I let go of his dick, and he replaced my hand with his, lightly rubbing his erection.

"Do you want to see some porno that's real?" I asked.

"OK," he said eagerly. I grabbed the mouse and stopped this particular video.

"OK, what do you want to see?" I asked.

"I don't know," Matty answered.

"Well, when you're jacking off, are you just focusing on the good feeling, or are you thinking of someone while you're doing it?" Matty blushed, but didn't answer right away.

"It's OK, you can tell me," I urged him. "Tell you what, you don't have to say who, but do you like thinking about boys or girls?"

"Boys, I guess," he said, bashfully.

"Alright, that's fine. And, do you mean boys like you, or older boys, or grown-ups?"

"Um, boys like me, but also older boys. I sometimes think about playing with their wieners," he said.

"That's OK, Matty. I like to think about that, too," I said, reassuring him.

With that, I scrolled through my library, pulling up a webcam video of a boy Matty's age with his older brother, who looked to be about 15. As the video started, both boys were clothed, but before long they both took off their shirts for the "girl" they thought they were talking to. After another minute or so, the older boy sat upright, and pulled down his track pants to reveal his semi-hard 4-inch [10 cm] cock. His younger brother followed suit, pulling out his own little two-inch [5 cm] soft worm. I watched for Matty's reaction, and saw a smile form on his face. His hand on his crotch resumed massaging his boy boner through his underwear.

"Is this OK?" I asked, though I knew the answer. Matty didn't answer, but nodded his head vigorously in approval.

"Why don't you take off your underwear and get naked with me, that way you're not so confined," I suggested.

He stood up, and I slid his boxer-briefs down his legs, exposing his rock hard 4-inch [10cm] boner. He sat back down next to me, as I returned my arm around his shoulder.

"There, now you can rub your penis without anything getting in your way," I said, wisely.

Matty did just that, wrapping a fist around his stiff boy prong. I resumed stroking my own still-hard cock. On screen, the two boys had gotten completely naked. The younger boy's penis was now hard as well, sticking up about 3 inches [7.5 cm] from his smooth little body, while his older brother's dick had grown to its full 5-inch [12.5 cm] length. As we watched, the two boys reached over and started stroking each other's dicks. By the looks of it – -they looked quite comfortable doing it – this wasn't the first time they'd jerked each other off.

I continued stroking my cock, alternating my gaze between the boys onscreen, and the boy playing with himself right next to me. Matty's eyes were absolutely glued to the screen, his hand idly stroking his penis to the rhythm of the boys onscreen. A minute or so later, the older boy leaned back as his younger brother leaned over and took the teen's hard cock into his little mouth, bobbing his head up and down as he expertly sucked his brother's cock. Again, this was not his first rodeo. A broad smile formed on the older boy's face, as he placed a hand on his little brother's head, gently encouraging him to keep up his skilled oral efforts.

"Wow," Matty whispered as he continued rubbing himself. Then, "Does it feel that good?"

I didn't answer. Instead, I removed my arm from around his shoulder, and shifted away from him to give myself space. Then, as Matty looked over at me, confused as to why I'd moved away, I leaned in and moved his hand off of his penis. I brought my head down and engulfed his whole erection within my mouth, inhaling the clean smell emanating from his freshly bathed boy body .

Matty immediately shuddered at the new sensation. As I did when stroking his cock, I alternated full up-and-down thrusts with extended attention just to his sensitive head, rubbing my tongue all over his glens, feeling the smooth, supple skin against my tongue, eliciting moans of overwhelming pleasure. As I bobbed up and down on Matty's penis, I kept stroking my own penis, which felt like it could spew forth its contents at any moment, stimulated as it was by my hand and the ongoing experience of sucking my own 12-year-old son's thick little penis.

After only a couple of minutes of intense cocksucking, I felt the telltale quickened breathing that indicated Matty's impending orgasm, and dialed up my cocksucking accordingly, driving him toward the edge as I felt a small hand come to rest on my head, gently encouraging me to keep sucking. At the touch of Matty's hand on my head, I felt my own orgasm overtake me, sending rope after rope of cum spewing off in who-knows-what direction as I continued servicing my son's penis.

Finally, Matty's moans grew louder beyond his control, and I felt his body reach its climax. Inside my mouth, I felt three strong volleys of boy cum shoot out of Matty's penis and across my tongue. The warm, salty-sweet nectar coated the inside of my mouth, where I let it linger on my tongue for a moment before swallowing the delicious boy broth. Matty's cock still fully within my mouth, I resumed lapping at his sensitive glans with my tongue, coaxing out the rest of his load until, at last, it became too intense for Matty, and his hand moved to raise my mouth off of his overstimulated penis.

Matty stayed sitting back, breathing heavily after coming down from his first orally-induced orgasm. As I lifted myself back up to a sitting position, I paused to appreciate the beautiful, spent boy in front of me, marveling at my luck in having such a gorgeous, sexy son. Matty finally opened his eyes to see me staring at him, a deeply satisfied smile spreading across his face. I smiled in response, leaning back as I also recovered.

"So, you tell me? Did it feel as good as it looked when those boys were doing it?" I asked.

"Holy cow, that felt so good. Even better than my normal cums. So awesome!" he panted.

"Well, I'll take that as a compliment," I said, smiling back at him.

"Dad, you came all over the couch," he said, slightly concerned. I looked down, and indeed, I had shot my load partly on myself, but mostly all over the couch cushion.

"So I did! No problem. You can just clean the cushion tomorrow when you're not going to school," I threatened.

"No way! It wasn't me who made a mess," he fired back, laughing.

"Alright fine. Then, as punishment for not doing what I tell you, you have to go to bed."

"Hehe, OK, fine."

With that, Matty got up and walked past me on his way back upstairs to go to bed. He didn't even bother putting his underwear back on. As he passed, I gave him a quick swat on the bottom, eliciting another little giggle from my boy.

After cleaning up my mess, I went upstairs to check on Matty, and sure enough he was fast asleep, absolutely exhausted by his first blowjob. I smiled, and retired to my own bedroom. I had a feeling I would have some very sweet dreams tonight.

Chapter 4

Markos

Hey Markos, this is Jake, Matty's dad

Oh hey Jake. What's up?

Wanted to see what you and Kelvin are up to this Saturday.

Nothing special…why?

Wanna come over and hang out while the boys splash around like idiots? K can sleep over, too, if he's up for it.

Yeah, that sounds like a thing. I'm sure Kelvin would love that. What time should we come over?

3 or so? That way the boys can play in the pool for a while, then we can order in some food. Bring a swimsuit if you so desire.

Will do. Should I bring anything else? Beer? Ice? Weed?

All of the above, please and thank you.

You got it ;) See you Saturday.

Cool

It had been over two weeks since I'd first sucked Matty's little cock, the night of his end-of-school pool party. He and I had jerked off together (and each other) several times since then, but I hadn't sucked him off since that first time. He hadn't asked, and I didn't want to push him if he wasn't excited to do it again. Whatever else, I want Matty to feel free to explore his sexuality with me, but I never want him to feel pressured to do something just to appease me.

When I told Matty that Kelvin and his dad were going to be coming over on Saturday, and that Kelvin would be spending the night, he was predictably excited. I was excited, too. I got the very distinct sense the last time Markos was here that he might have more than just a fatherly interest in boys, his own and others. I was eager to see, if that first impression was correct, or maybe I was just seeing what I wanted to see. Despite the beautiful relationship I've developed with Matty, he was an innocent, unable to even grasp the gravity of what we were doing, nor could he know the isolation I'd felt all these years, having no one I could share this part of me with. I wasn't stupid enough to think that I was about to find a kindred spirit, let alone act on anything, but I held out a glimmer of hope nonetheless.

On the Friday night before Markos and Kelvin were set to come over, I found myself unable to sleep. Call it stress, call it anxiety, call it anticipation… whatever it was, I just couldn't get to sleep. The last time I looked at the clock before finally dozing off it was past 3 o'clock in the morning. I set my phone's alarm to go off at 8 o'clock on weekends, which is usually around when Matty wakes up. This morning, though, when the alarm went off it was all I could do to not thrown my phone against the wall. Instead, I took the more reasonable approach: I hit the 'snooze' button, and went back to sleep. After all, at 12 years old, Matty was fully capable of pouring himself a bowl of cereal and plopping down in front of the TV until I woke up. So, I was a little irked when I felt myself being shaken awake.

"You ever gonna get up, Dad?" Matty asked. I responded without opening my eyes.

"In a bit. I didn't sleep very well last night. Just let me sleep for another hour or so."

"You said that over an hour ago. It's time to get up," Matty replied.

I fumbled for my phone on my nightstand, and forced my eyes open enough to look at the time. It was almost 9:30. I must have turned my alarm off completely rather than hit 'snooze'. I put my phone down, and rolled over onto my back, arm splayed out beside me, and started dozing off again.

"Come on, Dad, get up!" he said, shaking me again.

"In a bit. Leave me alone," I replied, groggily.

"Don't make me beat you up!" he threatened.

"You wouldn't dare," I said dismissively, eyes still closed.

"Oh, yes, I will!" he retorted, defiantly.

I heard some movement, and felt him shuffle up onto the bed, straddling my chest. I ignored him, still determined to sleep a little longer. I felt Matty scooch forward, and then felt something soft smacking me in the face repeatedly. Finally, I opened my eyes to see Matty, stripped naked, on his knees straddling my chest, a devious grin on his face as he thwacked me in the face with his hard 4-inch boy dick. My own face widened into a smile even as his little pipe continued to assault me, bopping me on the nose and cheek, and across my lips.

"OK, OK, point very much taken, I'll get up," I said, conceding defeat.

"No way! You had your chance. Now feel my wrath!" he proclaimed, still pummeling me with his hard cocklet.

"Stop, stop, I give up!" I pleaded, laughing. Matty ignored my pleas, continuing to accost me. "If you don't stop, I'll bite your wiener off!" I threatened.

"Impossible, it's so hard, nothing can break it! You must suck or die! he warned in monotone, as if a super villain tormenting his captive arch nemesis.

"Argh!" I began, affecting a weakened superhero voice. "My… one… weakness… hard… boy… boners… Must… not… let it… in my… mouth."

"Bwa-ha-ha-ha!" Matty fake-laughed, now prodding his little cock directly at my mouth, trying to force it inside.

I threw my head from side to side, pretending to resist his advances. Finally, with a faux-pained "Aaaarrgg!" I gave in, opening my mouth to let my son's penis inside. As soon as his cockhead passed my lips, I closed my mouth around it, lapping at it from the inside with my tongue.

"Ha-ha! Victory at last!" Matty proclaimed, and started thrusting his hips forward, forcing his little sword in all the way to the hilt. I responded by sucking it in as far as I could, still assaulting the shaft and sensitive head with my tongue, eliciting a little grunt from Matty.

As his 'assault' wore on, Matty dropped the act, and began responding naturally to the wonderful feeling spreading through his cock. At first, I bobbed my head back and forth on his boner as Matty moaned in pleasure. His hands went to my head, helping pull me forward and back along his dick. In response, my own hands reached around to grasp his soft little boy buns, pulling his hips toward me rhythmically, thrusting his hard little boy nail in and out of my mouth.

Soon Matty joined in, actively fucking my face. Before long, Matty's breathing began to increase to a pant, his moans getting louder. I kept sucking and tonguing his little peter relentlessly, determined to draw forth his seed. Finally, Matty's panting reached a fever pitch, and he suddenly bent over, wrapping his arms around my head, enveloping it with his whole upper body as he thrust his hips forward a final time, sending his cum shooting deep into my mouth. Three delightful ropes of salty-sweet boy cum coating my mouth as my son started coming down from his climax.

I swallowed Matty's cum, but continued to suck him until he finally pulled away, collapsing on the bed next to me, his smooth little chest rising up and down as he regained his composure. Finally, he opened his eyes to look at me, satisfied grin lighting up his face.

"I told you… I'd beat you up," he gloated between breaths.

"Is that what that was?" I asked, mockingly. "I thought you were just being a good son and serving me breakfast in bed!" Matty just giggled.

***

Markos and Kelvin arrived right around three that afternoon. As the boys went upstairs to get changed into their swimsuits, Markos and I hung out in the kitchen, chatting about this and that as I prepared a couple of tequila shots. Markos brought a twelver of Modelo Especial, and loaded them along with the ice into a bucket I'd brought out, cracking one open for each of us. I sprinkled some salt on each of our hands, just between the thumb and forefinger, and held up my shot glass.

"Salud!" I said, licking the salt off my hand, then slamming the tequila before sucking dry a lime wedge. Markos followed suit, twisting his face up at the intensity of the tequila going down his throat. I smiled gently at his discomfort.

"Next time I'm bringing ouzo," he threatened. I just laughed.

A few minutes later, the boys came downstairs, and raced out the back door to hop in the pool. Matty wore his same blue square-cut shorts, once again showing off his beautiful assets. This time, though, Kelvin was not wearing the jammers he sported previously, instead wearing a pair of shorts very similar to Matty's, only black.

"Ah, looks like Kelvin's got himself some new swimmers," I said as they zoomed past.

"Yeah, after last time, I asked him what he thought of Matty's shorts, and he said he actually thought they looked pretty cool. So, I asked him if he wanted some, and he said OK. I figured black was a good conservative choice, so I bought a pair for him, and there he is!" explained Markos.

"Well, they look great on him. He's got a great body, and the shorts really compliment it."

"Thanks. So does Matty, and it's thanks to you and Matty that Kelvin's opened up a little. So, thanks again," said Markos. I just raised my beer slightly and nodded my acknowledgment.

"Well, shall we take this party out poolside?" I asked.

"Let's," said Markos.

Matty and Kelvin were already splashing around in the pool as we stepped outside. I set the bucket of beers down between two lounge chairs, and then removed the baby blue t-shirt I was wearing, revealing my toned chest, covered with well-trimmed hair.

"I think I'll try to get some sun today, if you don't mind," I said, by way of explanation.

"Not at all. I think I'll join you," replied Markos, as he began unbuttoning the faded red Hawaiian shirt he wore, revealing his own much hairier, well-toned chest.

I unbuttoned my shorts, and stepped out of them, leaving me in just a pair of two-tone swim briefs, white with a thick red stripe running down the center. I loved these briefs, which accentuated my ass and penis without being obscene. As I settled into the lounge chair, I watched Markos (through sunglasses) remove his own shorts to reveal a much skimpier black swim brief. Whereas the waistband of my briefs were probably 3" wide at the sides, Markos' briefs were lower cut, the waistband being no more than an inch wide at his sides. The result was a much bolder, sexier look that did even more to accentuate his well-toned body. Against his olive skin, it looked great.

"Whoa, bold choice on the suit. Going full European, I see," I commented.

"Yeah, I hope you don't mind," he replied, a little unsure.

"Not at all, I don't know if I'd be brave enough to wear them, but they look great on you," I said.

"Thanks," he replied, smiling. "I really like them, but they can get me in trouble sometimes if I'm not careful."

"Haha, I bet. I didn't even dare to wear these when the kids were over last time," I said, knowingly.

"Yeah, that would not have been good," he agreed, himself settling into his lounge chair.

We sat there sunning for a while as the boys played in the pool. Markos and I enjoyed our beers as we chatted about sports and movies, life and work… typical guy stuff. Eventually, we both fell silent and just enjoyed relaxing in the sun. I was feeling very loose from the alcohol, and was just starting to doze off when a splash of water jolted me awake. Matty and Kelvin had dually initiated a water attack upon us from within the pool, and were now giggling at the success of their opening aggression.

"Oh, that does it," I stated defiantly.

I quickly got to my feet and launched myself into the pool to begin a counterstrike. Markos followed closely after, so that we were all in the pool splashing water at each other. We chased the boys around, dunking them under the water whenever we caught either of them, or launching them through the air away from us.

Soon the boys were swimming back up to us in mock-aggression so that we'd launch them away from us again and again. At various times I'd lift them up by their underarms, feeling the smooth, hairless skin as I threw them. At others, I would pick them up in a sort of overhead body slam, one hand on their chest, the other in their crotch before tossing them away from me. At these times I'd revel in the opportunity to feel their little baskets within my hands as I lifted them out of the water. Though I couldn't really tell in all the commotion, I suspected that Markos was enjoying the same intimate, incidental contact.

Eventually, I replenished Markos' and my beers as we moved on to a joust-like game, with Matty climbing up onto my shoulders, and Kelvin onto his dad's. Markos and I would run past each other (insofar as you can run in a pool), as each boy used his arms to push at the other boy, trying to knock him off his dad's shoulders and into the water. As the boys tried to knock each other into the water, I enjoyed the sensation of Matty's little bundle of boy goods pressing into the back of my neck, as I'm sure Markos enjoyed Kelvin's.

We all played around in the pool for a while longer until I suggested we start thinking about dinner. I asked the group which of the two classic delivery options everyone preferred: pizza or Chinese.

"Chinese!" said Matty and Markos in unison.

"Pizza!" cried Kelvin.

"Well, I also choose Chinese. Sorry, Kelvin, you're outvoted," I said, settling the vote.

"Pfft," scoffed Kelvin.

"We just had pizza last night, Kelvin!" Marcos contested.

"Yeah, I know," he said, in mild disappointment.

I called in the order, and we all moved inside to await the delivery. With ample time on our hands, I suggested the boys go upstairs and hop in the shower to get the chlorine off. Meanwhile, I invited Markos to do the same in my own en suite bathroom. Not having a change of clothes, he came back down in his same swim briefs, a towel wrapped around him to absorb the remaining water. I went up to take a shower myself, afterwards putting on a pair of Fruit of the Loom cotton briefs – light green with white trim.

I came down to see that the boys had re-dressed just in underwear as well: Kelvin's a pair of Hanes white boxer briefs; Matty's a pair of Fruit of the Looms nearly identical to my own, but light yellow instead of green. Markos had also shed his towel, his swim briefs evidently sufficiently dry again. The boys helped Markos and me set the table as we waited for the food to arrive.

Finally, we heard a knock on the door announcing the arrival of the food. I moved to go pay the guy, but was preempted by Markos, who insisted on paying. He went and retrieved a wad of cash from his shorts pocket, and walked up to open the door, where a (presumably) Chinese kid of about 17 stood holding a bag of food. As Markos stood there counting out the cash, dressed only in his skimpy swim briefs, the boy stared at him wide-eyed and unblinking. I thought he must be awe-struck by the sexy, nearly naked Greek man standing before him: he didn't even seem to notice the other three scantily-clad people further inside the house. They made the trade-off, and as the boy left and Markos made his way back with the parcel, I thought I noticed that his bulge seemed a little fuller than it had been earlier.

We sat down and thoroughly enjoyed our meal (even Kelvin), after which I suggested we watch a movie, which the boys decided should be one of the Transformers flicks. I cracked two more beers for Markos and myself, and we all curled up on the couch to watch, me and Markos on either end, and our respective sons by our sides. As the wanton action ensued, the boys settled in further. I placed my arm around Matty as he snuggled up to me. I looked over and saw that Kelvin had repositioned so that he had his legs crossed up on the couch, and was leaning back into his dad, Markos' arm similarly around Kelvin's shoulder, resting on the boy's chest.

The boys sat rapt, delighting in the robot mayhem, throwing out the odd "whoa" and "awesome" as the action continued. I looked over at Markos, who wasn't looking at the movie. Instead, his gaze was focused down on his son as his hand lightly rubbed Kelvin's chest. As I watched, Markos' hand rubbed in little circles over Kelvin's upper chest, his fingertips running over one of his hard little nipples with each pass. Markos glanced up to see me watching him, suddenly moving his hand back up to Kelvin's shoulder, his eyes snapping back to watch the action on screen. Markos glanced back a couple times in my direction nervously, but I met his gaze with a gentle smile and a little wink, prompting Markos to return my smile as he forced himself to keep his eyes on the screen.

When the movie ended, evil having been vanquished, it was time for the boys to start getting ready for bed. I asked Kelvin if he wanted to use a sleeping bag, but he said he and Matty were going to just share Matty's bed. Kelvin gave Markos a kiss on the cheek and exchanged a quick "Love you" before turning to head upstairs, Matty close behind.

"Hey!" I admonished Matty. "Get back here. You're making me look bad!" Matty turned around, dramatically dragging himself back to me to give me a kiss on the cheek as well, a look of joyless servitude on his face. I met it with a performative grin plastered across my face. His duty done, he quickly turned and made his way toward the stairs.

"What do you say?" I said, expectantly. Matty mumbled something without turning.

"What was that?!" I said, unsatisfied.

"I said I love you!" Matty bellowed.

"That's better. I love you too," I said, winking at Markos as he looked on in amusement. "Don't you guys stay up too late, hear? I don't wanna have to deal with a couple of zomboys in the morning!" I could hear the impatient groan from Matty as he disappeared up the stairs.

"Disrespectful little shit," I said to Markos, jokingly, drawing a tipsy laugh from the man.

Markos and I sat alone on the couch, bullshitting as we finished our beers. I took his empty along with mine into the kitchen to toss them in the recycle, with the intent of replacing them with fresh cans, only to find that we'd finished off the 12-pack. Instead, I marched back into the living room with two glasses of ice water, handing him one of them.

"No more beers?" he, asked, his speech slurring slightly.

"Nope, we did it! Good job!" I said, in mock-triumph.

"Thank you, thank you," said Markos, taking a long drink from the glass. "I couldn't have done it without you."

We sat in inebriated silence for a few moments, nursing our waters, before Markos remembered something important.

"Ooh, that's right," he said, and got up off the couch to go to into the kitchen. After digging in his shorts pockets for a moment he came back, holding out a joint and a lighter. "Can I tempt you?"

"A capital idea," I said, grabbing the J from him. I sparked it, and enjoyed a nice long drag before passing it over to Markos, who also took a long hit. We kept passing the joint back and forth between us, quietly enjoying the sensation of this different sort of high spreading through our bodies. Eventually, I decided to break the silence.

"So, did you ever have 'the talk' with Kelvin?"

"No, I still haven't been able to bring myself to do it," admitted Markos.

"It's not as awkward as you'd think," I said, trying to reassure him. "Like, once I convinced him it wasn't anything to be embarrassed about, and that he was gonna learn a fun way to avoid cumming the bed, the rest was really natural and positive."

"Yeah, but Kelvin hasn't cum the bed, or anything else as far as I can tell. So, how do you bring it up without that as a starting point? Plus, I don't want to spring it on him if he's not even thinking about this stuff yet, you know?" Markos replied.

"Yeah, but even if he's not already, it's only a matter of time before he figures it out, and do you really want him to go through that confusion and anxiety if he doesn't have to?" I countered.

"That's a good point," conceded Markos.

"And besides, I don't know how old you were when you first learned to jack off, but I certainly remember being like 'well, shit, why didn't I know about this earlier?', you know? So, it wasn't just about making Matty feel less anxiety. I was also eager for him to learn how to masturbate, just 'cause I knew how much fun he'd have. And I was right! Since I showed him how to jerk off – "

"Wait, you *showed* him? I thought you just told him how to do it?" Markos asked in surprise.

"Uhhhh, I may have provided some… physical instruction," I said, coyly. Markos laughed lightly, shaking his head in disbelief. "Anyway, I don't think a day's gone by since then when Matty hasn't jerked off at least once. Hell, they're probably up there doing it right now!" I proclaimed, drawing an astonished look from Markos.

"Really, you think so?" Markos asked.

"Wouldn't surprise me," I said. The moment lingered, heavy with the thought of our two boys upstairs masturbating together. It was probably the combination of alcohol and marijuana that prompted me to suggest, "You wanna go up and see?"

"Seriously?" Markos asked after a moment, incredulous. I just nodded a conspiratorial grin on my face. Markos' smile broadened, and then he said, "OK!"

We got up and headed up the stairs. I lead the way, turning back to indicate that he should be quiet. We turned down the hallway, walking softly so as not to make our presence known, slowing to a creep as we approached Matty's door, which was slightly ajar, as usual. As soon as I reached the 6" gap in the doorway, I peaked in. Turning back to Markos, who was just behind me, I smiled, and silently directed him to sneak up to the other side of the doorway so that he, too, could look in.

"No, see, do it like this," we heard Matty say.

Both of us now looking through the gap in the doorway, we saw, as I expected and hoped, Matty and Kelvin sitting on the bed facing each other, both of them completely naked, each of their dicks rock hard as Matty demonstrated to Kelvin how to jerk his little cocklet. Kelvin, for his part, alternated his attention between Matty's performance and his own hand on his dick, as he made adjustments to mimic what Matty was doing.

Markos glanced at me, a look of amused surprise on his face. I returned his gaze with an "I told you so" look, smiling, as we both returned our focus to the goings-on in the bedroom. We both watched intently as the two boys faced each other, jerking their little boy rods. As we looked on, I saw one of Markos' hands move down and cup his cock and balls within his swim briefs, lingering there for a moment before releasing his now substantial bulge. I felt my own cock beginning to grow, and reached down to adjust it as well.

"What's it feel like with the skin on?" I heard Matty ask.

"I don't know. What's it feel like without the skin?" Kelvin replied. Obviously, the boy was uncut, which did not come as a surprise considering his heritage.

"Here, can I feel it?" Matty asked, scooting forward so he was within arm's length.

"OK," replied Kelvin, and removed his hand, leaving his hard little nail sticking straight up, the foreskin protruding slightly beyond the tip of his cock. Matty reached forward and wrapped his hand around his friend's uncut cock, and began stroking it just like his own.

"Cool," Matty said, continuing to stroke his friend's penis, manipulating the foreskin to reveal the firm little head beneath. "It looks just like mine when you stretch the skin back," he marveled, resuming his full-shaft stroke. "You don't really need the lotion either. The skin just slides up and down."

Kelvin leaned back, bracing himself on his hands, a look of pleasure on his face as his friend continued stroking his little boy rod. Matty, his own cock still hard, reached over and grabbed one of Kelvin's hands, pulling it over to grasp Matty's cock. Kelvin took the cue, and began duly stroking Matty's cock.

As the boys continued servicing each other, I looked down and saw that Markos was now actively stroking his hard cock through his swim briefs, which now bulged out obscenely. My own cock was now fully hard inside my cotton briefs, and I reached down to caress the shaft as well. Markos must have felt my gaze on him, and looked over in horror as he realized that he had been caught openly rubbing his cock while watching our young sons jerking each other off. He suddenly removed his hand, fear in his eyes as he looked at me to see my reaction.

A sly grin still on my face, I shot him a wink, and indicated with my eyes that he should look downward. He took the hint, and looked down to see my own hard cock protruding out from within my briefs. For emphasis, I grasped onto the shaft, and wagged it up and down a few times. Markos looked back up to me, a knowing smile on his face, mixed with a look of great relief. He returned his hand to his hard cock, and resumed stroking as his gaze returned to the action within the bedroom.

Inside the room, both boys continued stroking each other's dicks rhythmically. Kelvin in particular looked like he was really enjoying Matty's ministrations, and I wondered if this was his very first wank.

"Feels really good," Kelvin sighed, as Matty kept stroking.

"Wanna feel something even better?" Matty asked.

"Better than this?" Kelvin asked, unbelieving.

"Yeah," Matty confirmed.

"OK," Kelvin said.

Matty removed his hand from Kelvin's dick, and repositioned so that he was laying on his stomach, his cute, smooth little butt sticking up into the air. Scooting forward and raising himself up on his elbows, he extended one forearm and briefly resumed stroking Kelvin's boner. Then, the penis hardened to his liking, he bent forward, and took Kelvin's little cock into his mouth, causing Kelvin to gasp in surprise.

A smile spread across my face as I watched my little boy give his first blowjob, having learned from me as recently as this morning. Up and down he went on his friend's hard little rod, Kelvin leaning back, bracing himself with his hands as he experienced the intense new sensation of having his dick sucked. I heard Markos start breathing more heavily, and looked down to see his hand now inside his swim briefs, stroking his hard cock with abandon. I decided to throw caution to the wind, pulling my own 6.5" hard cock and balls out through the hole in my briefs, and began myself to stroke in earnest.

Inside the room, Matty continued to suck Kelvin's cock, the lucky blowjob recipient now leaning back on his elbows as Matty brought him closer to eventual orgasm. Markos turned his head to me, a quizzical look on his face as if to say, "can you believe this shit?!" I smiled at him, lost in my own reverie as I continued jerking my cock. Markos' eyes turned downward to see me, for the first time, stroking my exposed cock. Looking back up, he returned my smile, and then pulled the front of his swim briefs down enough to free his own hard uncut cock.

His penis looked to be around 6" in length, just shy of my own. His foreskin extending partially over his cock head, even fully hard, made his penis appear thicker, blunter, though I decided that was probably just a result of the foreskin obscuring his full head. Despite thick hair all over his chest and legs, he kept his pubes neatly trimmed, making the smooth phallus jutting out from his body all the more beautiful. Markos' hand wrapped around his now-freed cock, and resumed stroking with renewed enthusiasm.

Inside the room, Matty continued diligently sucking Kelvin, who was now almost fully reclined, his eyes closed as Matty delivered ecstasy unto him. As Matty continued sucking his friend, Kelvin began convulsing beneath him, both his hands going to Matty's head as he sucked the boy to orgasm. A few moments later, Matty removed his mouth from the other boy's cock, sitting back up on his knees.

"Did you get the feeling?" Matty asked.

"I think so," Kelvin whispered, still catching his breath. "Did anything come out?"

"I don't think so. Did it feel good anyway?"

"Awesome," was all Kelvin could muster.

"Cool. Now you do me!" Matty said, excitedly.

"OK," Kelvin said, and forced his exhausted little body to reposition.

Matty leaned back with his hands propping him up as Kelvin had a few minutes earlier, his slightly softened dick jutting out from his midsection. As Matty had done moments before, Kelvin got on his stomach, propping himself up on his elbows as his head approached Matty's semi-hard penis. As Markos and I both watched with rapt attention, Kelvin for the first time leaned in and sucked Matty's penis into his own mouth, merely holding it in place for a few moments before beginning an arrhythmic bob up and down on my son's rehardening penis.

Markos was furiously stroking his own cock now, his labored breathing presaging his orgasm. Overcome with lust, I decided to up the stakes, and dropped to my knees in front of Markos, reaching up with one hand to stroke the man's beautiful uncut cock. Markos instantly looked down to witness me now stroking his hard dick as my own cock stood pointing straight out from the hole of my briefs. His unbelieving face moved back and forth between the action in the bedroom, and the foreign hand now stroking his dick.

As Markos looked on, I leaned in and wrapped my mouth around his penis, inhaling it as far as I could. Having only sucked one penis before and a boy's penis at that, I was not experienced at managing Markos' much larger cock. Still, I knew what I liked, and began lapping at his shaft with my tongue as I bobbed up and down on the cock. Just as I did with Matty's, I alternated full-length thrusts with focused attention just on his head, delighting in the novel sensation of sliding my tongue underneath the foreskin as I licked his head. My hand still on his dick, I began stroking it as I gave a tongue bath to his full, lightly fuzzy balls, causing Markos to exhale sharply. Moving back up to resume sucking his cock, I felt Markos place a hand on my head as I felt his breathing become ever more labored, and I knew his orgasm could not be far off.

"Stop, stop," I heard Matty say urgently from within the room. "I'm gonna cum, stop sucking me so you can see it."

Kelvin stopped sucking, and sat back up on his knees, reaching forward to resume stroking Matty's engorged cock with his little hand. I felt Markos' dick start to expand further within my mouth as his orgasm started to overtake him.

"Here it comes. Here it comes," Matty said through heavy breaths as Kelvin kept stroking him. "Here it comes. I'm cumming. I'm…"

Without finishing his sentence, I glanced sideways through the open doorway to see several jets of cum shoot out of my boy's hard cock, as Kelvin looked on in awe. The sight seemed to have pushed Markos over the edge as he began panting wildly, forcing my head down onto his cock as it erupted within my mouth, sending four strong jets of cum shooting out deep into my mouth. Without pausing to savor it, I quickly swallowed as much as possible, resuming my sucking as the remaining cum oozed out onto my tongue. It was a saltier, slightly bitter tasting product, but not distasteful. I released the penis from my mouth as Markos returned his gaze to look down at his own spent cock and the man who'd drawn the cum out of it.

"Wow that was so cool!" I heard Kelvin say, surely talking about Matty's boyish cum.

My own cock still rock hard, I leaned back from my kneeling position, and began stroking it, bringing on my own orgasm. Meanwhile, Markos had reached down and was idly stroking his still mostly-hard cock, alternating his attention between the spent little boys in the bedroom and the grown man on his knees in front of him, furiously stroking his dick.

"Ew!" I heard Kelvin say. Then, "What's it taste like?"

"It's not bad. Here, try it." I heard Matty reply.

That was all I needed, and I too began panting as my orgasm radiated through my body. Markos looked down in time to see my cum shoot out all over my chest and hand, dribbling down to soak the light green briefs from which my erupting cock protruded.

"Not bad, right?" Matty said.

"I'll say," I whispered as Markos looked down at my cum-covered body, dumb-struck.

My body relaxed as I came down from my epic cum. I looked up at Markos, who was looking down at me, a look of shock on his face from all that had just transpired. I smiled at him as I tried to catch my breath, and he smiled back down at me. I briefly looked in the direction of the open doorway, then back at Markos, cocking my head sideways away from the bedroom to indicate we should probably sneak away. Markos nodded his agreement, pulling his swim briefs back up and over his now softened cock, and reached out a hand to help me up. We softly crept away up the hallway toward my bedroom. I turned to face Markos as I stood in my bedroom doorway.

"So, you wanna just stay the night?" I asked, drawing a slight smile from the man.

"Sure."

Chapter 5

I didn't know what time it was when I woke up the next morning, but it had to be pretty early, as my alarm had not yet gone off. All I knew was that I had a splitting headache that needed to be dealt with, and that there was a man lying next to me in my bed. I pulled off the covers and discovered that I was naked. Pulling them back a little further, I saw that Markos was as well.

I got up and went to the bathroom to take a piss, resisting the urge to knock back an entire bottle of ibuprofen, settling instead on just three. I figured Markos would also be feeling it once he awoke, and went to the kitchen to grab a large glass of water for each of us, bringing it back to my room along with the bottle of ibuprofen.

I re-entered my bedroom to find Markos reaching over to my nightstand, fumbling to turn off my mercifully soft alarm – it's funny how resilient our circadian rhythms can be, sometimes. Upon killing the alarm, Markos flopped back onto his side of the bed, eyes clenched shut, and his hands grasping onto his no-doubt throbbing head.

"Good morning, sunshine," I said, offering him a few capsules and the glass of water, and he swallowed them with a sip. "Better drink the whole glass; you're dehydrated," I added.

He guzzled down the full glass, then got up to go take a piss in my bathroom, not bothering to cover up. He came back and flopped back onto the bed next to me, draping an arm across his face, covering his eyes. I took a moment to admire his naked body, with its olive skin covered in dark hair. His 3.5" soft, uncut penis lay atop his ample balls. I wanted to reach out and touch them, but thought better of it.

"Can you turn off the light, Jake?" Markos asked, groggy.

"Sorry, buddy, that's the sun," I said.

"Can you turn off the sun?"

"Mm, I don't think so."

"Shit," he said after a sigh. Then, "I think we had a little too much fun last night."

Markos looked down at his body, suddenly realizing he was naked. He looked over at me to see that I, too, was still naked, before looking up to meet my eyes.

"Did we have any more fun that I'm not remembering?" he asked.

"I don't think so. At least, not that I remember," I said, chuckling. "So…I guess it's safe to assume you're a boy lover?" I asked.

"What?!" he exclaimed in mock-outrage, a smirk on his face. "What makes you think that?"

"Well, you jerking off while watching our boys suck each other's dicks was a pretty big giveaway," I said.

"Eh, fair enough," he said with a shrug. "And what about you? Exactly how much 'physical instruction' did you give little Matty when showing him how to jerk off?"

I flashed my own knowing smirk at Markos, and then decided to let him in on most of what Matty and I had done together: how I showed him how to jerk off, and did it for him the first time until he came; how he then helped jerk me off so he could see me cum; how we regularly jerked off together; how Matty asked about what a blowjob felt like, and I demonstrated by sucking his little cock; and, how just yesterday morning he woke me up by play-forcing me to give him a blowjob as he fucked my face.

As I was relating our sexual escapades of the past few weeks, Markos' cock was reawakening, until by the time I'd finished, he was stroking his fully-hard penis. My own penis had started to plump up as well, and I idly fondled it as I wrapped up my tale.

"Fuck that is incredible!" Markos said, lustfully.

"It's been pretty crazy," I admitted.

"Was that your plan when you first decided to give Matty 'the talk'?"

"No, not really. I was excited for Matty to start jerking off, of course, but mostly I just wanted him to feel comfortable with his own body. From there, I just let things develop at his pace… with maybe a little nudge here and there," I added, with a wink.

"Shit, if you had told me all that when encouraging me to have 'the talk' with Kelvin, I would have sat him down that night!" Markos lamented.

"Well, better late than never," I said.

"Hmm, I suppose," he responded, unconvinced.

"You know," I said after a few moments, "maybe I can help grease the wheels for you."

"What do you mean?" Markos asked.

"What say we go wake up the boys, and, uh, maybe we can have a little fun?"

A smile spread across Markos' face, and he immediately hopped out of bed, making for the doorway, his hard cock leading the way.

"Hold up there, cowboy, let's cover up a bit. No need to go in guns a-blazin'. You can borrow a clean pair of underwear from me if you like," I suggested.

I put on a pair of classic white Hanes briefs, while Markos chose one of my skimpier options–a pair of golden yellow bikini briefs that looked amazing on him, beautifully framing his curvy ass, and just managing to contain his still mostly-hard cock.

We made our way down the hall to the boys' room and entered the room quietly. The boys were still passed out, both still naked – evidently their sex play of the previous night had tuckered them out but good, the poor little lambs. They were lying close together in the middle of the bed, somewhat splayed out with their soft little boy cocks fully on display.

I signaled to Markos to be quiet as we approached the bed. "Follow my lead," I said, barely whispering. Delicately, I slid into the bed on the side next to Matty, turned on my side and propped up on one elbow. Markos followed suit, sliding in beside Kelvin on the other side. As I lay there, I watched lovingly as Matty's smooth chest slowly rose and fell with his breathing. I placed my free hand on his chest, and gently rubbed it up and down, feeling the silky smoothness of his skin beneath my fingers.

Looking up, I saw Markos following my lead, similarly stroking Kelvin's toned little olive-skinned chest, a broad grin on his face as he relished feeling his little boy in this new and intimate way. I took a moment to admire Kelvin's small, soft uncircumcised penis: about 2 inches in length; a pronounced protrusion of foreskin at the tip; still completely hairless.

I turned my attention back to Matty, continuing to gently rub up and down his chest. His disheveled hair was partially draping down over his eyes. With just my middle finger, I lightly moved the black hair out of his eyes and back in place atop his head. At this, Matty stirred, and his eyes slowly opened, blinking several times as he adjusted to the morning sunlight, until finally his icy blue eyes were staring into my own. A smile formed on his face.

"Daddy!" he softly enthused.

"Good morning, little one," I said, still stroking his hair.

"Daddy?" Kelvin asked, confused.

"Hey there, buddy," Markos said, still rubbing Kelvin's chest.

"What are you doing here?" Kelvin asked.

"Well, it got to be pretty late last night, so me and Jake decided to have a sleepover, too," replied Markos.

Kelvin must have suddenly realized that he'd been caught sleeping naked with Matty, and sat up, reaching for the blankets to cover himself up.

"Oh, uh, I don't know why… where are my…?" Kelvin stuttered eyes wide as he searched for a believable explanation for being naked.

"Hey, hey, it's ok, buddy," Markos began, holding him in place with his hand on Kelvin's chest. "There's nothing wrong with sleeping naked together. We're all guys here, after all."

"Really?" Kelvin asked, unconvinced.

"Of course," said Markos. "In fact, me and Jake slept naked last night, too."

"Seriously?" Kelvin asked, incredulous.

"It's true," I said, now tracing Matty's little nipples with one finger. Matty was watching Kelvin process this information, a smile on his face. He seemed to be enjoying watching his friend squirm. "We just put on undies so you boys wouldn't be grossed out by our big hairy wieners," I added.

Matty laughed heartily. Kelvin gave a sort of nervous chuckle.

"It's not that gross, Dad," Matty said, sarcastically.

"Oh, gee, thanks," I said, and gave him a soft titty-twister, eliciting a pained laugh. "So, did you guys get up to anything fun last night?" I asked, suggestively. Kelvin stayed silent, but Matty spoke up instantly.

"I showed Kelvin how to jack off!" he said, enthusiastically.

"Dude!" Kelvin objected.

"What? It's ok; all boys do it, right, Dad?" Matty said, nonchalantly.

"Pretty much. I do it. I bet even your dad does it, right, Markos?" I said.

"Yeah, I do it pretty much every day," he agreed. Kelvin looked aghast at this series of admissions.

"I showed him just like you showed me, Dad," Matty said, looking up into my eyes, a loving smile on his face.

"Aw!" I exclaimed, placing my hand on my heart as if moved by his words. "The student becomes the master."

"So, how did you like it, Kelvin? Did it feel nice?" Markos asked.

"Uh…" Kelvin stalled, stunned into silence. Matty had begun to idly play with his penis, which was just starting to wake up.

"He really liked it," Matty replied on Kelvin's behalf, "but not as much as when I sucked on his boner!"

"Dude!" Kelvin burst out.

"Wow, very nice!" Markos replied, looking down at Kelvin, who was now looking up at his dad in a panic, anticipating some sort of reprimand. "That must have felt really great, eh?"

"Uh…" Kelvin again started, completely confounded. Again, Matty spoke on his behalf.

"He said it was awesome. He got the feeling, but nothing came out."

"Aw, that's ok, buddy. Every boy starts cumming at different times. I'm just glad you liked it!" Markos said, consoling Kelvin, before turning to Matty. "That was really nice of you to do that for him." Turning back to Kelvin, "I hope you returned the favor for Matty."

Still, Kelvin was too shocked to speak.

"He did. It felt really good, too!" said Matty.

"Ahh, that's my boy!" Markos said, ruffling Kelvin's hair. Kelvin finally cracked a smile, realizing he was not going to get in trouble for anything that happened the previous night.

"It still feels better when you do it, Dad," Matty added, as if to reassure me.

"Oh, well thank you. Give the boy a break though; that was his first time," I said. Matty giggled

I looked down, and saw that Matty's had brought his little cock nearly to its full 4-inch length.

"Looks like little Matty Jr. is finally waking up, too," I observed. "Would you like me to show these guys how it's done?"

Matty just nodded enthusiastically. I slid down the bed toward Matty's midsection. As I did, I made eye contact with Markos, who had a devilish grin on his face, and gave him a knowing wink. I grabbed onto Matty's burgeoning boner with my thumb and two forefingers, and gave it few quick strokes, and then dove down, engulfing his cock in my mouth, lapping at it wildly as I went up and down. Matty's hands immediately rested on my head as he settled in for another loving blowjob.

Usually, I would be focusing entirely on Matty, but I angled my head this time so I could watch Kelvin and Markos. Kelvin looked stunned as he watched me suck my son's cock right in front of him, then turned to see his dad's reaction. Markos still had a broad and lustful smile across his face. As Kelvin looked up at his dad, Markos met his gaze, still smiling gleefully, and giving his son a quick, excited squeeze as they looked on. Kelvin finally flashed a smile at his dad before turning his attention back to me and Matty, secure now in his freedom to enjoy watching the oral demonstration taking place before him.

I pulled off of Matty's hard 4-inch boy nail, and flicked my tongue rapidly along the tip of his penis, eliciting moans from Matty, who had removed his hands from my head, and placed them behind his own head, leaning back to bask in the pleasure I was giving him. Looking up, I saw that Kelvin's attention was rapt, his little penis starting to fill out in its arousal. Markos turned his attention to Kelvin's midsection, moving his hand down his boy's body until he was finally touching Kelvin's now semi-hard penis, stroking it to its full 3.5-inch length. Kelvin looked up at his dad, who was smiling down lovingly at him. Kelvin smiled back, closing his eyes and feeling the pleasure of Markos stroking his stiff little rod.

As I continued administering to Matty, now lapping at his tight little ballsack, slurping his little balls into my mouth, bathing him with my saliva, I saw Markos begin shifting his position, sliding down the bed. Kelvin felt the shift, and opened his eyes to watch his father position himself above his own little boy boner. His eyes as big as saucers, and an unbelieving grin on his face, Kelvin watched as Markos gently wrapped his lips around the boy's penis, bobbing up and down on its modest length, slowly at first, then increasing his pace.

I resumed sucking on Matty's full penis, but very slowly and deliberately, tracing a long and winding path along his shaft with my tongue. I looked up at Matty, his hands still behind his head, with a look of rapture on his face as he watched Markos and Kelvin, his eyes slowly and rhythmically closing and reopening as his body built toward its orgasm.

Markos, in his eagerness, was quickly and steadily bobbing up and down on Kelvin's hard dick, while Kelvin, in his inexperience, breathed heavily with his own impending climax. His head was thrown back, eyes tightly shut, while his hands lay uselessly at his sides, grasping at the sheets as he fought to keep some semblance of control over his own body. Still, it was only a few more seconds of Markos' relentless sucking before Kelvin started moaning, his little chest rising and falling rapidly as his orgasm swept throughout his body.

Markos slowed his oral assault, finally removing Kelvin's penis from his mouth as the boy fought to catch his breath. I looked up at Matty, a satisfied grin on his face at watching his friend's orgasm. He turned his gaze back to me, a look of steely determination in his icy blue eyes. His hands returned to my head, moving it up and down faster, encouraging me to bring him to his own climax. More than willing to oblige, I began bobbing up and down furiously, while Matty bucked his hips, thrusting his hard little cocklet over and over into my mouth as my tongue lapped at it wildly.

After only a few more moments, I could hear Matty's breathing become labored. He started moaning louder than I'd ever heard before, completely giving himself over to the sensation, and, I thought, perhaps putting on a bit of a show for his audience. He bucked wildly at my mouth until finally, he practically screamed out in pleasure as his cock started shooting three–no, four strong volleys of cum into my eager mouth. I kept moving up and down his hard little shaft, his cum still pooling in my mouth as his orgasm continued to rack his body. Finally, he became over stimulated, and gently nudged my head so I would release his sensitive cock from its warm confines.

I looked up at Matty, who had a broad and very satisfied smile on his face, his little chest still rising and falling in the afterglow. I looked over at Markos and Kelvin, who were now partially sitting up, having turned their attention fully to mine and Matty's performance. Markos still wore a look of pure lust on his face, as he was now stroking his very obviously hard cock within the yellow bikini briefs he was wearing.

Still holding Matty's full load of cum inside my mouth, I moved toward Markos, putting my face to his. Giving in to lust, he allowed my mouth to make contact with his. As he opened his mouth to fully engage the kiss, I pushed Matty's load of boycum into Markos' mouth, eliciting a moan of welcome surprise as our tongues danced in each other's mouths, swapping spit and cum back and forth repeatedly. Finally, I disengaged, taking some of Matty's cum with me, swallowing it down at last. I watched as Markos, overwhelmed by the surprise taste of Matty's salty-sweet boy juice, swallowed his own portion, collapsing back on the bed.

"Whoa!" Matty said. "You guys kissed!"

"Well, I couldn't just keep all your cum for myself, could I?" I replied. "Sharing is caring, Matty, remember that."

"Did you like it, Dad?" Kelvin asked.

"Yeah, it was really good. I love the taste of cum. I even like to eat my own cum sometimes." said Markos.

"I bet you make a lot, too, huh? I know my dad does," said Matty, enthusiastically.

"Well, I bet I would right now," he replied.

"Can we see it, Dad?" Kelvin asked, to my surprise.

"Yeah, can we watch both of you shoot?" chimed in Matty, excitedly.

"Oh, I don't know, buddy. I'm just so tired from all that sucking, I don't know if I have the energy," Markos replied, winking at Kelvin, a small smile on his face.

"Oh, come on, Dad," Kelvin lightly implored.

"Well, maybe if I had some help. Do you think you could help me make my cum?" Markos asked Kelvin.

"Ok, I'll help," Kelvin said, giggling. He seemed now to be getting much more into our sex play.

"Oh… alright, then," Markos replied, in mock resignation.

"Can I help you, too, Dad?" Matty asked me.

"Why, that would be lovely. What a polite boy you are," I said, jokingly. "Markos, maybe we should get in the middle so these boys can watch both of us at the same time."

"That sounds like a good idea to me."

We repositioned so that Markos and I were next to each other in the middle of the bed, each of our sons flanking us on the sides. We both reclined fully so that we were lying down, with our heads only propped up on the bed pillows. We were both still rock hard from all the excitement, causing obscene bulges in our underwear. I reached down to stroke my cock through my white Hanes briefs, before dramatically releasing it, letting my hand flop to the side.

"Ugh, I'm just so tired; I don't think I can do it. Matty, you'd better help me, otherwise I'll never be able to shoot my jizz."

Matty giggled, but took the cue, and reached his small hand down to massage my hard cock over my underwear, grasping the shaft with his little hand, and rubbing it up and down through the fabric. Kelvin followed Matty's lead, and placed his own hand on Markos' bikini-clad cock, more petting it than stroking it. Evidently wanting to give him more access, Markos reached down and pulled the yellow bikini waistband down below his balls, releasing his hard 6" uncut cock, and letting it bob back and forth in the air.

"Jeez, it's so big!" Kelvin remarked, amazed.

"It's pretty average. Your cock will probably grow this big or even bigger over the next several years," Markos replied.

"No way," Kelvin shot back, unconvinced.

"Seriously. Both you and Matty will have nice big cocks like Jake and me one day."

"Wow… Can I, you know, touch it?" Kelvin asked, cautiously.

"Of course, little buddy," said Markos.

A wide grin on his face, Kelvin reached out and wrapped his hand around his dad's stiff penis, moving it up and down clumsily, inexperienced in the motions of jerking off at all, let alone on such a large (by comparison) cock. Still, to look at Markos' face, you would think he was being administered to by the most skilled and passionate lover the world has ever known.

Meanwhile, Matty took it upon himself to free my own cock, pulling the waistband of my briefs down. I lifted up my butt to allow him to pull them completely down and off my legs, leaving me completely naked. Kelvin got the idea, too, and pulled Markos' bikini briefs down and off of his body, leaving only a heap of naked men and boys enjoying each other's bodies together.

Matty grabbed my dick, and gave a few perfunctory strokes along its length before stopping suddenly. "Wait!" he said, before scooting off the bed and retrieving the lotion I gave him from his desk. Squirting some on his hand, he offered it to Markos, who waived it off.

"No need, my friend," he said, as Kelvin continued stroking him, finding his rhythm as his hand moved up and down Markos' 6" length, his gaze focused on his dad's foreskin as it repeatedly covered and uncovered his cock.

Matty spread the lotion around my own 6.5" cock, lightly petting it with just his forefingers in his effort to evenly distribute the lubricant around the entire surface, then grasping it again in his small hand, and stroking up and down with ever-growing skill.

As hyper-aroused as Markos and I already were, it didn't take long to bring either of us to the edge of climax. I succumbed to my orgasm first, as Matty responded to my own increased breathing by bringing his other hand to my cock, one above the other, now stroking my cock with both little hands gripping my shaft tightly, doubling the sensation along my full length.

I felt the cum churning within my loins, and held back only briefly before thrusting my cock up into Matty's hands as the first volley of semen shot about eight inches directly up and then fell with a plop onto my pubis, just in time for the second rope to shoot out. Two more hefty ropes pumped out of my cock before slowing to a steady ooze, leaving Matty's hands covered in my thick cum. He lifted one cum-coated hand to his mouth, and sucked a healthy glob into his mouth, swallowing it down.

"Tasty?" I asked.

Matty nodded, then brought his hand, still carrying a large amount of my load, toward my mouth. I opened my mouth wide, and held Matty's wrist as I lapped at his hand, sucking up all the cum as if licking my way around a melting ice cream cone. Once the bulk of it had been cleaned from his hand, I brought the four fingers of his hand into my mouth, sucking on them until the last of my cum flavor had disappeared.

"Mm, definitely tasty," I declared.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," Markos announced as Kelvin continued stroking his dick, albeit more slowly, momentarily distracted as he was by my ejaculation. Markos brought a hand up and wrapped it around Kelvin's; guiding the boy to stroke him faster as his climactic wave overtook him. With a single loud moan, he shot a veritable geyser of cum two feet into the air, leaving a trail of dots leading to a larger pool of semen near one nipple.

"Jeez Louise!" cried Kelvin, smiling broadly as he witnessed the fountain of cum erupting from his dad's penis.

As he and Markos kept stroking, another shot arched through the air leaving even more wet dots on the man's chest. A smaller volley was followed by another leaping rope of cum, together forming a splatter graph of cum-wet hair on the man's torso. Markos let go of his cock, both his and Kelvin's hands dropping to their sides as his cock continued to ooze cum for several more seconds.

"Wow that was so cool!" Matty declared.

"Very impressive, my friend," I said, matter-of-factly.

"Thanks. That felt great. Thank you so much, little buddy." said Markos. Kelvin just smiled in response.

Markos looked down at the mess he had made across his torso. He brought a hand to his chest and swirled his fingers round in some of the larger puddles, then scooped some up and brought it to his mouth.

"Does it taste good?" Kelvin asked.

"Mm-hmm, I think it tastes very good." Markos said, scooping up another glob of cum onto his fingers and holding them out to Kelvin. "Want to try some?"

Kelvin cautiously leaned forward and stuck out his tongue to just make contact with the goo before taking it fully into his mouth, and sucking the cum off his dad's fingers. He seemed to be considering the flavor as he swirled it around in his mouth before swallowing it, smacking his lips for the final analysis.

"What do you think, Kelvin?" I asked.

"It's ok, I guess," he said, shrugging his shoulders and cocking his head agreeably.

"Haha, put that on the movie poster, Markos: '"It's ok, I guess," raves Kelvin'," I joked, as Markos chuckled in response.

Matty got up again and went to retrieve a couple of cum rags from his stash, offering one each to Markos and myself to clean up. Once we had cleaned off the lion's share of semen from our bodies, we went downstairs to enjoy some breakfast, not bothering to get dressed. Afterwards, we hopped in the pool for a while, partaking of several more rounds of Pool Joust, this time all of us naked. After the first round, Markos and I swapped boys, so that each of us got to enjoy the feel of these beautiful naked boys sitting upon our shoulders, their little penises repeatedly bumping against the backs of our heads as we played.

Markos and I left the kids to splash around in the pool a while longer as we enjoyed some nude sunbathing on the pool deck. Finally, after a couple hours, we all took quick showers to wash off the chlorine, Markos and Kelvin sharing one shower while Matty and I shared the other. We all got dressed again, and Markos and Kelvin got ready to go home.

"Well, that was pretty fun. I hope we can do it again some time," I said to Markos as they made their way out the door.

"Oh, definitely!" he replied enthusiastically before adding, with an air of ironic professionalism. "Well, thanks very much for your hospitality, Mr. Jacob."

"Always a pleasure, Mr. Markos," I said, doffing an invisible hat at him.

The boys said their goodbyes as well, and our two new sex buddies left to return home, where a new world of familial fun and games awaited them.

Chapter 6

It had been a couple of weeks since Markos and Kelvin had stayed over, and unfortunately, there hadn't been any opportunity for a repeat performance with all four of them as yet. The next weekend, however, Markos called me up to see if Matty and I wanted to join them in going to see the new Marvel movie. I had some stuff I needed to take care of around the house, so I passed on the movie, though I told Markos that I had something for him when they got back, and to stop in after the movie.

"Ooh, intriguing," Markos said. "Something fun, I hope?"

"Oh, definitely fun for the whole family," I replied, cryptically.

When they got back from the movie, Markos brought Matty inside to drop him off. I thanked him for taking Matty with them, and offered to give him some cash for the ticket, which he declined.

"Although, I've been very curious about whatever it is you have for me," he added.

I handed him a small wrapped package, and told him to wait to open it until he got home, which he promised he would. A while later I received a very excited text message:

Maekos

HOLY FUCK IS THIS WHAT I THINK IT IS???

Happy Whatever Day, my friend ;)

OMG, it's gonna take me ages to work through all this. You realize I'm never gonna get any work done ever again knowing this is waiting for me at home, you fucker!

Haha. I mean, I can take it back if you'd prefer.

Like hell you will!

I have a baseball bat sticking out from my crotch if you even think about trying to take it back. ;)

I've seen it. I think I can handle it if push comes to shove.

But no worries, you can keep it. Enjoy it with my compliments.

Just remember to share it with K, too.

Deal!

Thanks a million, buddy!

But, of course.

I was gratified to know that my present had gone over so well. I had certainly assumed he would like it, but you never really know how well a gift will go over until it's actually been received. Considering the gift, I would have been very surprised if it weren't very well received, indeed. After all, it's not every day that a boy lover receives a 500 Gb hard drive filled to the brim with boy porn.

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A few nights later Matty and I were sitting on the couch, Matty snuggled up next to me with my arm around him as we watched boy porn together. On the screen, a boy of probably 9 or 10 years was aggressively sucking the cock of an older teen who looked to be his big brother. I had Matty's hard little cock in my hand, gently stroking him. Matty, meanwhile, had the head of my cock in his mouth and was running his tongue all around it like it was a lollipop, while his hand stroked my shaft and played with my balls.

Matty had only tried sucking my cock for the first time a week ago. He had barged into my room one morning, clad only in a pair of gray boxer-briefs, and jumped on my bed as I lay there lazily scrolling through my Twitter feed. I was naked under the light summer bedding, so it didn't take long for Matty's searching hand to find my cock under the covers, and begin stroking it to full arousal.

"Hey, what in the heck is *this* thing?" Matty asked playfully, holding my bedding-covered cock upright in his little hand.

"Hm, hard to say," I replied coyly.

"Well, it sure is hard," he said, and gave it a surprisingly hard squeeze, hard enough to make me let out a small yelp, and make him let out a small giggle before pulling back the sheets to reveal my naked penis.

"Ohhh, I see, it's a boner," Matty said in feigned realization, as he grabbed it and gave it a few less painful strokes.

"That's right, you little butt-head, so don't go squeezing it so hard, or I'll have to give you a spanking on your little tushy," I replied back in a mock-threatening tone as I gave him a playful swat on the butt.

"Owee! Pwease don't spank me, Daddy. I'm sowwy I huwt you," he said in a baby voice as he stroked my cock more gently. "Wet me kiss it and make it aww bettew."

With that Matty bent down and laid a series of small kisses all up and down my shaft and on my cockhead, making slightly exaggerated smooching sounds with each kiss. Giving one final, long smooch right on the tip of my penis, he said:

"There, feel better now?"

"Hmm, I don't know. You squeezed it pretty hard. I'm not sure regular kisses are enough. I think you may have to give it a french kiss."

"You mean, with tongue?" he said, quizzically.

"Oui, garcon," I said.

With his hand still holding the shaft, Matty leaned over and kissed the head again, this time letting his tongue just barely graze the tip.

"There, better?" he asked.

"I don't know, I think you gave Kelvin's boner a lot nicer french kiss than that."

"Oh, alright," he said sarcastically as he leaned in and opened his mouth, taking the head of my penis inside. At first he tried going up and down on my dick the way I did his, but quickly realized the size relationship between his small mouth and my much larger dick made it a more difficult task for him than for me.

"Oof, gotta watch those chompers, buddy," I said with a wince. "It's a popsicle, not a corndog."

Matty pulled off to give a little giggle.

"Well, what do you expect sticking a big, thick meat stick in my mouth?" he asked before putting my cock back in his mouth.

He continued sucking, doing a good job of using his tongue to lap at my shaft and cockhead, though he did clip the flared crown of my glans a few more times, causing me to wince again.

"Horry," he said with his mouth still full of cock.

"Tell you what, for now, why don't you just focus on my head, and you can work on taking more of the length later?" I suggested, both out of mercy and self-preservation.

With that change, Matty had a much easier time of pleasuring my cock with his mouth, as he alternated between taking the head into his mouth and lapping at it internally, and licking and kissing all around it from the outside.

He sucked on it for several more minutes until his jaw got tired, then proceeded to bring me off just with his hand. I rewarded his efforts with a forceful morning cumshot, shooting several big globs of cum onto my chest. Perhaps compensating for the abandoned blowjob, Matty leaned forward and licked up most of my cum, swallowing it down with a satisfied, "Mmm."

Now, two weeks and 4 or 5 blowjobs later, Matty had improved vastly. As I sat back, enjoying the boy sex onscreen and petting his soft hair, Matty was bobbing up and down on my erect cock, taking nearly 4 inches into his mouth with each thrust, pausing every few thrusts to assault just the sensitive head, or to slurp his way along the full length of my shaft. Meanwhile, his soft little hand caressed and massaged my full balls.

On the screen, the two boys had escalated their lovemaking, with the older boy gingerly inserting his 5- or 5.5-inch cock into his little brother's tight asshole. The younger boy was gritting and bearing the intrusion of the teen cock as it passed his sphincter, until soon the full length had entered. Slowly, the older boy withdrew his cock before pushing it back in, drawing a moan from the younger boy.

The older boy continued fucking his cock in and out of his little brother's hole, increasing his pace all the while, as the boy responded with increasingly pleasured moans. After another minute the teen was jackrabbit-fucking his brother, slamming his cock in and out, his balls slapping rhythmically against the boy's butt cheeks. The boy, meanwhile, was moaning ever louder with pleasured pain, wrapping his arms around his big brother, and holding himself up against his chest, sucking on the teen's nipples as his ass continued getting slammed.

Matty kept sucking my cock as we both watched the action on the screen. Abruptly he pulled off my cock, replacing his mouth with his hand.

"Does that really feel that good? It looks like it would really hurt," Matty inquired.

"You mean fucking?"

"Yeah."

"Well, fucking definitely feels really wonderful," I answered.

"What about, you know, getting… er… fucked?" he asked, hesitating to use the curse word, which was ironic considering that he had, until moments earlier, been sucking my cock.

"You know, I don't really know," I began. "I've only ever been with women, and that was only ever vaginal sex. I've certainly never been fucked myself. So, I don't have any personal experience."

"Oh," Matty said, a little disappointed in my response.

"But," I continued, "I do know that every boy and man has a little pleasure button up inside his bum called a prostate, which is what supposedly makes anal sex feel really great for both people."

"What, really?" he asked, incredulous.

"That's what they say," I said, before adding, "If you want we could, uh, explore together."

"Really?" he said, excitedly.

"Yeah, really. So, you wanna give it a go?" I asked.

"Yeah!" he said, before the excitement quickly dropped from his face. "Only, I'm a little, uh…"

"Nervous?"

"Yeah, I guess. And afraid that it'll, you know, hurt," he confessed.

"Tell you what, why don't I go first, and then you can see how it feels for me, and see if you still wanna give it a try," I offered.

"Ok!" he said, smiling again.

"Sound good?"

"Yeah!"

"Alright, gimme a second. I'll be right back," I said.

I got up, and went into the kitchen, my still-hard dick swinging back and forth in front of me. I felt like a sex-crazed kid rifling around in the drawers and cupboards looking for something suitable to fuck myself with; in a way, I guess I was a sex-crazed kid, or was by proxy at least. Laughing lightly to myself, I settled on a gently-tapered, but suitably thick carrot, and washed it well with soap and warm water. On my way back to the living room, I popped into the bathroom and grabbed a hand towel and the small jar of Vaseline from the medicine cabinet.

I returned to the living room to find Matty sitting on the couch, jerking his little cock as he watched the current video (now, an older video of three young boys playing strip poker). As I entered the room, Matty looked up at me, smiling widely as he observed the towel, Vaseline, and the large carrot in my hand.

"Oh my god, what is that?" he asked.

"Well, I couldn't find anything else," I replied, shrugging.

"You're gonna stick that in your butt?!" he asked, roaring with laughter, which caused me to laugh as well.

"No," I said, still laughing. "Of course not. *You're* gonna stick that in my butt."

"Seriously?" he asked. I nodded in reply. "Dude, this is crazy."

"Quiet, you! Now, move out of my way so I can lay back on the couch," I said faux-sternly.

Matty got up, his little pecker still sticking straight out from his body. I grabbed a throw pillow, and folded it in half, positioning it under my ass so it was elevated a bit before lifting my inside leg to prop it up on the couch back. I then grabbed a glob of the Vaseline, and rubbed some on my anus before rubbing the rest on the lower half of the carrot.

"Ok, sit at the end there. Take this, then point the tip at my butt-hole, and slowly start pushing it in. The lube will help it go in, but it's still gonna be pretty tight, so go slow, so you don't kill me."

"This is so crazy," Matty said again, grabbing the carrot. Placing the stubby 1/2-inch tip at the entrance to my anus, Matty gently tried pushing it in, but was met with more resistance than he expected. Pushing harder, the tip finally slipped past my outer sphincter and into my rectum.

"Ho!" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Sorry!" Matty said, stopping his advance. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, just a little surprised is all."

"You want me to stop?" Matty asked, amused.

"No, go in a little further, but slowly," I instructed.

Matty, a broad grin on his face, resumed pushing the carrot into my asshole as I, mouth agape, processed the novel sensation spreading through my anus. As I felt my sphincter caressing the natural ridges of the carrot, I thought Matty must have nearly half the thing in me by now, and asked for confirmation.

"About an inch and a half," he said.

"You're kidding me!" I exclaimed, eliciting a giggle from my boy.

"What's it feel like?" he asked.

"Feels like I'm taking a shit in reverse," I said, breathing through the mild pain and pressure I was experiencing. Matty laughed at my response.

"Do you want me to keep going?" he asked.

"Just leave it there for a minute," I replied.

Instead, he pulled it out just a bit before pushing back in, repeating the gentle fucking motion a few times. My cock was mostly soft from the mild discomfort, but Matty's soft thrusts were waking it up again. Sensing my acclimation to the foreign object, Matty pushed it in further, and another flash of pain shot through my backside, causing me to inhale sharply.

Matty didn't stop for a wellness check this time, instead continuing his in-and-out motion of the carrot in my ass. He would push in and out several times as I got used to the additional girth spreading my asshole before pushing in a little farther and repeating his slow pistoning. The smile never left his face as he reveled in my reactions, both on my face and in my still-hardening cock.

"It's about halfway in now," he said, impressed.

"How thick?" I asked, curious. Matty held out his thumb and forefinger, indicating about an inch in thickness.

"Does it feel ok?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's starting to feel pretty good, actually," I responded as Matty continued fucking me with the carrot. I grabbed hold of my now fully-erect cock and began stroking, the combined sensations surprisingly intoxicating.

Matty was fucking the carrot in and out of my asshole a little faster now, still slowing every minute or so to push the carrot in a little further. After a few minutes, he declared that the carrot was now almost all the way in, leaving just an inch or so at the stem to hold onto as he continued fucking me. I estimated the carrot to be just over an inch and a half at its thickest point, so I figured it must be nearly that thick going into my asshole.

The pain had almost completely subsided, replaced by a fullness and a fulfillment that I'd never felt before. I kept stroking my cock as Matty thrust the carrot in and out at a faster and faster pace. The sensation was now becoming overwhelming, and I could feel the orgasm building.

"Faster, Matty, go faster" I implored through labored breaths.

Matty obliged by thrusting in and out at a breakneck speed, causing unbelievable waves of pleasure to course through my body. I stroked my cock furiously as the climax swept through me, culminating in a full-body orgasm radiating from my rectum, the likes of which I'd never experienced before. Cum launched from my cock with such force that the first shot flew well past my head to god-knew-where, followed by four more shots that blasted me in my face and on my upper chest. I kept stroking as the remnants of my epic orgasm oozed from my cock.

"Holy crap!" said Matty, slowly withdrawing the carrot as my breathing returned to normal. "I don't think I've ever seen you cum that hard."

"Yeah, that was pretty wild," I said, grabbing the hand towel and wiping the cum off my face and chest.

"How'd it feel?" Matty asked.

"Buddy, that was… … incredible," I said, finally. "I've never had an orgasm so intense."

"Geez, it *looked* intense," he said.

"So… you ready for your turn?" I asked.

"Uh, are you gonna… use that on me?" Matty asked, indicating the carrot.

"What, you too good for the carrot, now?" I replied sarcastically in a fake New Jersey accent.

"Uh…"

"Relax, I'm just kidding. I think this thing is too big for your cute little tush. No, I was just gonna start with my pinky finger and see how that feels. That sound ok to you?" I asked, wanting to make sure he was totally on board.

"Oh, ok, yeah, that sounds good," he said, obviously relieved that his ass wasn't about to be invaded by a thick 8-inch root vegetable.

He laid down on the couch the same as I had before, and lifted his butt so I could put the pillow underneath, keeping his ass elevated. I helped him position his legs up, one on the couch-back, the other bent up on the couch cushion. I then took a small glob of Vaseline, and spread it around his little rosebud, teasing my fingertip at the entrance to his butt as I did so. A big, goofy grin told me Matty was enjoying the feeling, and excited for more, though his little cocklet was still mostly soft.

"Alright, I'm gonna start putting just the tip of my pinky finger in, ok?" I asked, and he nodded his consent.

With that, I again started teasing Matty's tight little asshole with just the tip of my pinky. As I did, I could see his asshole pucker and then relax repeatedly as Matty clenched in response to the new sensations. When his rosebud opened up again, I pushed the tip of my finger in just a little, and felt his hole close around it as he clenched again, sucking it in a little further. I heard Matty gasp lightly in surprise.

"You ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, just felt weird is all. I'm ok, though."

My finger tip inserted almost to the first knuckle, I very gently began applying pressure then withdrawing equally gently, pushing in and out slowly, and moving my finger only a fraction of an inch with each movement. Matty let out a little sigh in response, telling me he was enjoying the feeling, and that it was safe to go a little further. On my next push, I inserted my finger in to the second knuckle, causing Matty to give another little gasp. This time, I recognized it as another gasp of pleasure, and kept it there a few more seconds before withdrawing again.

Matty's little cock was half-awake by now, and as I continued slowly fingering him just those couple inches, I delighted in watching his penis get harder and harder with each clenching of his asshole around my finger. When it was fully hard, I pushed further in again, this time burying my pinky finger all the way to the hilt, drawing a soft grunt from my young son.

Looking up at Matty's face as I continued finger-fucking him with my pinky, I saw that his eyes were closed peacefully. He hadn't even reached down to play with his hard little boy nail; he just lay there, hands at his side as he enjoyed my manipulations. Wanting him to feel even better, I reached up with my free hand and took hold of his little prong, and began slowly masturbating in rhythm with my finger thrusts.

Matty began rhythmically moaning at the combined sensation of being jerked off while being finger-fucked. Feeling it was safe to go a little further, I kept stroking his little boner, but withdrew my pinky completely. Matty's eyes opened briefly, questioning my withdrawal, but before he could give voice to his thoughts, I replaced my pinky with my index finger, slowly inserting it a little more than halfway before withdrawing it again to continue fucking his little bum.

Matty's eyes closed again once he realized his hungry little butthole wasn't being abandoned after all, and his moaning resumed when I again advanced my index finger slowly down to its hilt before withdrawing again. Matty's moans were getting more intense, and I guessed he would have liked me to bring him off quickly at that point, but I wanted to draw it out a little longer. Plus, I got the sense that I could go further still, as he was clearly loving the feelings that were coursing through his body.

Pulling my index finger completely out of his bum, I replaced it with my middle finger, not bothering to give him time to adjust, since it was only slightly thicker than my index finger. For several more minutes I rhythmically fucked my middle finger in to his bum while stroking his rock hard boy dick at the same pace. My own dick was back at full mast, and aching for attention, but it would have to wait, as Matty's pleasure was my only concern at the moment.

"You liking this, Matty?" I asked, knowing full-well the answer.

"Yeah," he could barely muster as the feelings coursed through his little body.

"You think you can handle two fingers at the same time?" I asked, speculatively.

"…Ok," he said after a moment of consideration.

I pulled my middle finger all the way out, then positioned its tip atop my index finger, sort of partially crossing the two fingers. I placed the dual tip of my fingers at his now-stretched asshole and carefully pushed in, stopping about an inch-and-a-half in so Matty could adjust to the increased thickness of my probing fingers. This time, there was definitely a little pain mixed in with the pleasured groan that escaped his lips.

"You alright?" I asked.

"Uh… uh-huh," he said, as I moved in and out. After another minute or so, I pushed in another half-inch or so, and held it there for him to acclimate, before resuming my fucking motion, all the while still stroking his hard cock. Another minute later, I finally pushed in all the way, both fingers now buried in my son's eager ass. At that Matty gave another pained moan, but as I continued fucking my fingers in and out, the pain disappeared, leaving only the pleasure.

I knew he wouldn't last too much longer, and I wanted to maximize this experience for him, so as I continued thrusting my fingers in and out of him, I leaned forward and took his extremely hard, nearly 5-inch boycock into my mouth, and began sucking him off. As I finger-fucked and sucked off my son, I reached down and stroked my own aching cock for a while.

My tongue was bathing Matty's fleshy rod, and I felt it pulse within my mouth at the same time as I felt my fingers squeezed by his clenching ass. All the while, Matty had begun loudly moaning with each thrust of my fingers into his asshole, and I ramped up my sucking of his hard cocklet.

His breathing became labored in that all-too-familiar prelude to orgasm, so I really started pounding my fingers in and out of his asshole as my tongue lashed all around his shaft and sensitive head.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," Matty began, as his climax began. Wanting to see him shoot, I pulled off his dick, and took hold of it once again with my free hand and quickly stroked him the rest of the way. "Ah, ah, ah… OOOOOHHHHAAAHHH!!!"

Matty's cock burst forth a blast of cum to rival my own earlier ejaculation, shooting well over his head to the floor behind him, as three more strong volleys splattered his face and chest, before oozing to a stop.

"Oooohhhh myyy gosshhhh!" he said finally as I withdrew my fingers from his well-stretched ass, reverting back to his childlike g-rated language to put a cap on a very x-rated cum session as he continued, eyes closed again, to catch his breath after the epic orgasm.

I, meanwhile, was still achingly hard and stood up, stroking my cock again. It took only another minute or so before I was ready to cum again, and without asking his permission, I pointed my hard cock at his cum-splattered face. Stroking furiously, I felt the next round of cum rise through me and shoot out of my cock, splashing his face and upper chest with my own man cum, to mix with his boy cum.

Matty's eyes opened at feeling the cum splash against his face, but he didn't show any sign of anger or revulsion, instead flashing a wide grin at me, and chuckling as the last drops of my second orgasm dripped down upon his chest. He licked his lips, tasting the mixed cum that dotted the area around his mouth.

Exhausted, I sat down on the couch next to him, and he extended his legs to lay across my naked midsection. I rested my hand on his cum-soaked belly, rubbing the semen along his soft skin.

"So, how'd you like that?" I asked finally.

"Best cum ever," he said softly, a wide grin still lighting up his cum-drenched face.

"Haha, I thought you might say something like that. What say we go up and take a shower. I think you may have gotten a little bit of cum on you," I said with a wink.

"Oh, you think so?" he responded sarcastically.

We went upstairs to my larger bathroom and both stepped into the shower. Before I had even turned on the water, Matty said, "Wait, I need to go pee."

"That's ok, you can just pee in the shower, remember?" I said.

"Oh, right," he said, and began letting out a steady stream of golden boy piss. I responded by letting go my own stream of piss. We enjoyed crossing our streams a couple times, and then I raised my penis up, aiming my strong stream at his chest.

"Ew, Dad, why?!" He said, laughing.

"I'm just cleaning off all that nasty cum," I said, grinning.

"It's not cleaning when you're washing it off with pee!" he shot back, retaliating by aiming his own stream up at my upper leg and groin, now peeing directly onto my pissing penis. I further retaliated by aiming my stream ever higher, now hitting him directly in the face.

"Ahh, Dad!" he protested, still laughing. In his protestation, his mouth opened enough for some of my piss to go directly into his mouth, causing him to spit it out reflexively. "Gross!"

"Aw, come on, it's not that bad, is it?" I asked.

"Well, it's not that great, that's for sure," he said, eliciting guffaw from me.

Taking pity, I lowered my waning stream down to his chest again, and watched the golden liquid cascade down his lithe boy body. His own stream was slowing as well, still splashing along my lower leg.

"There, that's what we call a 'golden shower'," I said.

"Can we have a regular shower now?" he asked, snidely.

"Haha, ok, have it your way," I said, and turned on the water.

Chapter 7

Markos

Hey Jake. I know it's kind of last minute, but would you be able to watch Kelvin for a couple of days?

I have to go to Dover on a business trip on Thursday, back Saturday. Kelvin doesn't want to go for some reason ;)

Hey Markos. Yeah, sounds boring.

The trip, I mean, not the watching of the K-man, which sounds fun.

Anyway, yeah, I think I can handle the dynamic duo for a couple nights.

What time you gonna drop him off?

Flight's at 3, so maybe noon, if that's ok?

Yeah, that works. What time will you be back on Saturday?

Should be back around 5.

Nice. Maybe we can have some fun when you get back? ;)

Ooh, that sounds nice.

Muy muy. Cool. I'll see youThursday.

Thanks, mate. You're a life saver.

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The boys were out on the pool deck soaking in the last of the summer sun. With school starting in just a couple weeks, Matty was determined to draw out his remaining days as much as possible, and was out swimming and sunning by like 9am every morning. Many days he was accompanied by a rotating cast of friends, in which case he would feign modesty by wearing his pair of funky blue swim shorts, which he filled out better and better everyday.

When it was just him and me and/or Kelvin, though, he dispensed with even that skimpy covering, and just went nude. With all the swimming and other physical activity his lithe little body was looking better than ever, especially with the full-body tan he had cultivated over the last couple months. His little cock seemed like it had maybe filled out just a little over the summer, or maybe it just looked more mature framed by his ever-sprouting pubes. He was still far from a full bush, but whereas at the start of the summer he was limited to some wispy hairs at the base of his penis, he now was sporting a proper little cockstache, which he was very proud of.

I went out to collect the remnants of the cheese & cucumber sandwiches and lemonade I'd prepared for their lunch, and was unsurprised to find an empty plate and empty glasses framed by two beautiful, naked, sunglasses-adorned 12-year-old boys dozing in the sun. I brought the dishes inside, and then went back out with a bottle of sunscreen, intent on helping them avoid burning to a crisp in the August sun.

"Hey, my little roast gooses, what say we squirt some cream on your skin so you don't whither up and die," I suggested, snapping them out of their sun-baked slumber.

"It's 'geese,' Dad, not 'gooses'." Matty remarked back, unamused.

"Don't criticize my diction in front of the K-man, son, it's unpolite."

Kelvin giggled at my silliness, while I could feel the eye-roll from Matty even hidden behind his sunglasses. I took a seat next to the boys, and snapped open the lid of the sunscreen.

"Ok, Matty, get up and let me put another coat on you so I don't have to listen to you writhing in pain later."

Matty got up and took a moment to stretch his arms high above his head, stretching the skin on his chest, showing off the little muscles developing underneath, before walking over to me, his soft little cocklet bouncing with each step. He stood in front of me, and I proceeded to rub sunscreen all up and down his chest, enjoying the feeling of his budding musculature beneath my fingertips. I then rubbed up and down his soft but firm arms before delicately applying sunscreen to his face.

I had Matty turn around, and continued rubbing sunscreen into the nape of his neck, then down along his back. I spent just a little longer rubbing lotion into his soft, smooth butt cheeks, including in his butt crack, even though the sun's harmful rays were hardly likely to find their way in there. I rubbed sunscreen all down his taut, muscular legs, then had him turn around to face me again so I could come back up the front of his legs, pausing to attend to his little ball-sack before finally rubbing a bit of the lotion into his now semi-chubbed cock, causing a little moan to escape his lips, I'm sure against his will since he was in full too-cool-for-school mode with his friend around.

"OK, you're all set, little boy," I said, patting him on the butt to signal the end of my services. "Alright, K-man, you're up next."

The other boy obediently came over to me at once, and I set about repeating my application of sunscreen all over his olive skin, enjoying the feel of his beautiful body. Compared to Matty's, Kelvin's body was softer all over, with less muscle growth. I suppose even with his participation on Matty's soccer team, not having constant access to a swimming pool yielded a more delicate, less-defined, but no less enjoyable boy body.

When I finally got around to applying sunscreen to his boy bits, I was pleasantly surprised to find that they were slightly less boyish than the last time I had an opportunity to closely inspect them, several weeks prior.

"Whoa, K-man, you've started growing some hairs down here, congratulations!" I enthused, drawing a proud smile from Kelvin. "When did those start coming in?"

"A couple weeks ago, I guess. I don't have as much as Matty, though. His are way cooler," the boy responded.

"Hey, every guy proceeds at his own pace. No need to compare your own progress to anyone else's. They look great!" I said. Again, the boy swelled with pride.

"So, does that mean you've started shooting cum, too?" I asked, causing the boy to blush, but smiling and nodding his confirmation.

"Started about the same time as I noticed the first hairs," he said shyly. I actually already knew he was shooting cum, as Matty had told me following one of his sleepovers at Kelvin and Markos's house, but I didn't want to let on that Matty was regaling me with tales of their private sex play.

"That's great, congrats!" I said again.

"Thanks."

"So, have you noticed any other differences? Have you noticed your penis growing at all?" I probed.

"I don't know. I can't really tell," he admitted.

"You mean you haven't ever measured it so you can keep tabs?" I asked. The boy shook his head. "Well, that needs to be remedied right away," I said, and got up to run into the house.

I went into the utility closet, and grabbed the soft measuring tape from the sewing kit, and made my way back out to the pool deck, returning to my seat in front of the still-standing Kelvin. I put my hands on either side of his thighs, and pulled him in a little closer, then grabbed his soft little cocklet, and rubbed it in my hand to begin waking it from its slumber.

"We've gotta get it really hard so we can get an accurate measurement, you know, for science," I said by way of explanation. Kelvin just looked down at me and nodded.

I continued rubbing Kelvin's growing cock within my hand, pausing for a moment to caress his soft, newly-grown hairs, of which there were probably only a baker's dozen.

"Very nice, little man," I said, and he smiled again, seeming to stand a little taller at the praise. Reaffirming his pride with my own wide smile, I leaned in and took his little cock into my mouth, triggering a shudder that passed throughout the boy's body. I bobbed up and down on his silky soft member, lapping at his crown, and trying to maneuver my tongue beneath his foreskin, which drew a moan of pleasure from the boy. A sideways glance showed that Matty was stroking his own cock while watching me administer to his friend's hard little penis.

After a couple minutes of immensely pleasurable suckling, with Kelvin's cocklet as hard as it was likely to get, I withdrew, and put the tip of the measuring tape up to the root of his cock. I'd previously estimated his length to be about 3.5", but it turned out to be a bit longer.

"Almost exactly 10 centimeters, nearly 4 inches! Not too shabby, K-man!" I complimented him, drawing a mile-wide smile from the boy. "It's onward and upward from here. Matty, why don't we measure yours, too, just for… ahem… good measure."

Matty's gave an exaggerated backward head tilt to accompany his no-doubt equally exaggerated eye-roll, but gave a little grin as he returned to his spot in front of me. His dick was already mostly hard, but I nonetheless took the opportunity to suck on it for a minute or so just to ensure an accurate reading. We'd measured it toward the beginning of the summer, and it measured just under 4 inches, so I was eager to see if it had progressed.

"Look at that," I exclaimed. "It's up to 11 cm; like 4-1/3 inches, nice job!"

"Probably 'cause you're always sucking on it, stretching it out," Matty said, giggling. "You're like a human penis pump." Kelvin laughed at that, but stopped when I shot him a faux-stern glare.

"Laugh it up, fuzzball," I said with my best Han Solo delivery, before turning back to Matty. "Besides, you oughtta be thanking me and begging for more if that's the case."

"Oh, thank you, Daddy, for making my penis so big," he began in mock-contrition. "Won't you please help it grow some more, Daddy?" As he said it, he jabbed his hard boy nail into the side of my face, causing Kelvin to let out even more giggles.

"You guys are really weird," Kelvin finally said.

"I get it from him," Matty said, pointing at me accusatorily.

"And I get it from boy cum. It makes me loopy!" I said, causing both boys to erupt in laughter.

At that I wrapped an outstretched arm around each of the boys, bringing them both in for a naked boy embrace.

"Now give me that ooey gooey jizz I'm so cuckoo for," I demanded, and immediately took Kelvin's slightly deflated cock back into my mouth, bringing it back to life.

I spent 30 seconds or so slobbering over his revived boy prong before letting it go, and turning to take Matty's hard rod back into my mouth. Both naked boys still in my embraced, I took turns sucking each of their hard boy nails for another several minutes. Then, releasing Matty, I focused all my oral attention on Kelvin, though I continued stroking Matty's cock with my hand.

Sliding up and down on Kelvin's 4-inch, uncircumcised flesh tube, I reached underneath with my free hand to massage his little balls as I worked in earnest to bring the young man to orgasm, eager to get my first taste of his nascent cum. After another minute or two, I felt his body tense up, and delighted in the sensation of one quick, watery shot of boy jizz dancing across my tongue as the orgasm coursed throughout Kelvin's body. The thin discharge was sweet as only boy cum can be, and I diligently sucked every precious drop from his young fuck stick, finally releasing him from my mouth when I could detect no more.

Even as Kelvin's breathing returned to normal, I turned my attention back to Matty, who continued jerking off as he watched me drain his friend of his youthful spunk. I grabbed the wrist of the hand that held his cock, and removed it, pulling him toward me at the same time. Immediately I thrust his hard little rod back into my mouth, and began working aggressively to draw out his more mature nectar.

As I bobbed up and down his 4+ inches, I took a moment to quickly moisten my middle finger. Reaching between his legs, I searched for his little pucker, and began teasing it with my finger. I lapped wildly at the engorged head of his not-so-little cocklet, until after only another minute or two, I felt the pulsating pressure of his puckered little rosebud against my finger that signaled the start of his orgasm. As I continued caressing his boy pussy, his cock exploded in my mouth, spilling three strong bursts of cum onto my tongue, which I eagerly swallowed down. A few dribbles followed, until at last he too was drained of his essence, and I released his penis from my mouth.

"Well, boys – actually, I should rightly call you young men, shouldn't I, since your obviously no longer little boys." Both boys gave a little smile despite themselves. "Now that we've all had lunch, why don't you go back to working on your tans?"

Matty and Kelvin moved to return to their deck chairs, but I stopped them.

"Wait! One more thing," I said urgently.

Grabbing the sunscreen, I squeezed out another glob, and distributed it between my hands, then grabbed each boy's cock, rubbing it in.

"I'll be damned if I'm gonna let these beauties burn up in the sun."

– -

After spending all day out by and in the pool, the boys spent the evening in Matty's room playing Red Dead Redemption or some such on Matty's PS4. I knew they'd be lost to the digital realm for the rest of the night, so aside from dropping in once to bring them some chicken strips and tots for dinner, I just let them alone until late in the evening when I popped my head in to tell them to get to bed, though I was sure they'd probably find other forms of fun to occupy them for a while longer.

The next day the boys again did their own thing while I caught up on some work before the weekend. In the evening we ordered pizza (Kelvin won the Chinese vs Pizza debate this time), and settled in on the couch to watch a movie. Matty had recently been discovering the older Bond films, so we were watching "The Living Daylights," one of my favorites.

After the movie ended, I asked the boys if they wanted to watch anything else. The boys whispered to each other conspiratorially before Matty spoke up.

"Can we watch some porno?" he asked.

"Yeah, of course we can," I answered, not really sure why all the mysterious whispers just for that.

I got the computer hooked up, and opened up my hard drive.

"So, what'll it be, boys? Webcams, Russian teens, maybe some vintage vids, or just a variety pack?" I asked, scrolling through my selection.

"Variety pack," Kelvin chimed in.

"Ah, the sampler platter. Excellent choice, my good man," I said, and queued up a playlist with a selection of my favorite videos across genres.

We were already down to just our underwear, so I went ahead and stripped off my boxer briefs, and the boys followed suit with their own briefs. Soon enough, we were just three naked guys getting ready to jerk off together.

Normally, I would invite Matty to cozy up to me so we could play with each other, but with Kelvin here, I didn't want to assume that's what Matty would want. Maybe he would think it too babyish to be snuggling up to his dad in front of his friend, or maybe Kelvin would feel left out. In any case, I sat at one end of the couch, and just let the boys take their places on their whimsy, which ended up being Matty in the middle, and Kelvin on the other end.

The first video in the playlist was a short compilation of clips from various webcams set to some pop song – always a good way to get the juices flowing. Next came one of a series of videos of two teenage boys, one filming while the other shows off some pretty impressive accordion skills. The scene then transitions to the accordion boy taking a shower and jerking off, with the camera-boy eventually joining him to jerk off together.

I'd seen most of these videos a bunch of times over the years, so my attention was mostly focused on the real-life boys next to me. Enthralled by the videos, which were new to them, both boys were focused on the scenes unfolding on the screen before them, hard little cocks in hand, and occasionally turning to look at one another, sharing in the moments they found particularly hot.

After a few minutes of solo wanking, I watched Kelvin reached over with a smile on his face to grab Matty's cock and start jerking him off. Kelvin's always been quite reserved, happy to go along, but rarely initiating. So, it was a bit surprising to see him make a move before Matty, though it was quickly returned when Matty met his eyes and with his own warm smile reached over and started wanking Kelvin's little cock, too.

The boys jerked each other's dicks for a few minutes as they continued watching the action on the screen. Another compilation video started, this one a collection of clips of preteen and teen boys sucking each other's cocks, which must have sparked a moment of inspiration in Matty, as he suddenly leaned over and took Kelvin's 4-inch cock into his mouth and started sucking it affectionately.

Kelvin, basking in the pleasure Matty was giving him, leaned back with his hands behind his head and his eyes closed. Not wanting Matty's to go unattended, I leaned over with one hand and started stroking his still rock-hard boy nail, while with my other hand I gently caressed his beautifully soft ass and balls.

I continued rubbing Matty's butt, working my hand into his ass crack, swiping my fingers and thumb across his little rosebud, causing him to squirm gently. Still stroking him with one hand, I leaned forward and ran my tongue across his puckered asshole, eliciting a soft moan that grew in intensity when I then dove in and began vigorously licking his ass, thrusting my tongue as far as I could into his tight little bud.

As I continued lapping at Matty's asshole, I noticed Kelvin lean down to whisper something to Matty, who was still sucking Kelvin's little prick.

"Alright, what do you guys keep whispering about over there," I said, momentarily coming up for air.

The boys looked at each other again, then turned to me.

"Well," began Matty, "me and Kelvin wanted to know if it would be ok if we, uh, you know… had sex… with each other."

In spite of all the playing we'd done over the last few months, I guess they thought this might be a bridge too far, and I took a moment to chuckle to myself at the sort of kid logic that would make them think they needed to butter me up or something before I would let them take this next logical step.

"Sure, I don't have a problem with that," I said, matter-of-factly.

"Really?!" both boys said in unison.

"Yeah, I mean, as long as you both want to do it, it's fine by me. Just to be clear, you do both want this, right?"

Both boys nodded their heads vigorously.

"Alright, well, then let's kick this party up a notch!" I said, and reached into the side table to retrieve the bottle of lube I kept there (having upgraded from the Vaseline I'd been using previously).

"OK, so who's topping, and who's bottoming?" I asked.

The boys looked at each other for a moment before turning back to me, obviously confused.

"Uh, who's fucking who?" I said, more directly.

"Oh," Matty began, "uh, Kelvin's gonna, uh, fuck me," he said, still a little reluctant to use that word. Kelvin, meanwhile, chuckled at the vulgarity.

"Alright then, Kelvin, do you know how you want to do it?" I asked.

"Uh, I mean, don't you just put it inside, and move in and out?" he asked, confused again.

"Well, yes," I said, smiling gently. "What I mean, though, is do you know what position you want to try it? Doggy style, on his back…?"

Kelvin looked to Matty for guidance, only to be met with a shrug of uncertainty.

"I don't know. Doggy style, I guess?" Kelvin suggested to Matty.

"Sure, I guess," he assented.

"Ok, then, Kelvin, why don't you get up for a second. And, Matty, how about you get up on all fours," I directed.

Kelvin stood up, stroking his still mostly-hard cock, while Matty took the position in the middle of the couch.

"Actually, Matty, let's have you scoot forward so that you can lean on the arm of the couch, and so Kelvin has enough room behind you." Matty adjusted his position, which looked more comfortable now.

"Perfect," I said. "Ok, now Kelvin, I've already loosened him up a bit, but why don't you make sure he's ready. Hold out your middle finger."

Kelvin did so, and I squeezed a dollop of lube on the fingertip.

"Now go ahead and rub that all around Matty's butthole," I instructed. "Good, now gently push your finger in to spread the lube around the inside as well."

The boy slowly pushed in his finger just to the first knuckle, causing Matty to moan in pleasure.

"Is that ok, Matty," Kelvin asked, concerned.

"Mm-hmm," Matty confirmed, enjoying the feeling of his friend's finger in his butt.

Kelvin kept pushing in until he'd sunk his whole finger in, and then began slowly moving it in and out, drawing more moans from Matty. A smile spread across Kelvin's face at Matty's reaction.

Meanwhile, I crouched down and took Kelvin's cocklet into my mouth, sucking on it vigorously until it was once again rock hard. Then, I squeezed some more of the lube on my own hand and spread it all over Kelvin's erect penis.

"Ok, Matty, are you ready?" I asked.

"Mm-hmm," he moaned again.

"Alright, K-man, batter up!"

Kelvin got into position behind Matty, and I placed my hand on the small of his back, shifting him forward until his raging little cockhead was pressed just against Matty's pulsating rosebud.

"Now, gently press forward, just until your head slips into his butt," I said, still lightly pushing him from behind, while my other hand gently held his little cock to keep it aligned with Matty's hole. It took a few seconds, but then the hooded head of Kelvin's penis suddenly popped inside.

"OH-ohhh," Matty said in surprise.

"I'm sorry!" Kelvin said through gritted teeth, and made to pull out, but I held him in place with my hand.

"No, it's ok. It feels good!" Matty replied, drawing a relieved smile from Kelvin.

"It's ok, buddy, go ahead and push in some more," I said, pushing him forward again from the back.

Kelvin slowly pushed in further until all 4 inches of his erect peter were inside of Matty.

"Now just leave it there for a few seconds until he gets used to it," I told Kelvin. "Now slowly pull back, but not all the way out… and slowly push back in… excellent!"

With each instruction, I used my hands to guide his movements until he got the hang of it, then let him continue on his own, as if I was teaching him to ride a bicycle.

"How's it feel, K-man?" I asked, watching the boy fuck my son with greater and greater confidence.

"Feels super tight, and really hot, but really nice!" he replied, his eyes closed as he reveled in the sensation of fucking an asshole for the first time.

Matty's head rested on his arms, folded atop the arm of the couch, as his friend pounded his newly-deflowered ass. As Kelvin rammed into him with each thrust, Matty's little boner quivered beneath him, too hard even to bounce up and down.

I went around to the other side of the couch and petted Matty's head as he continued to take his pounding.

"How's it for you, buddy?" I asked him softly.

"Feels so good," he whispered breathily.

I smiled proudly at my sexy boy, running my hand through his hair and down along his back, loving the feeling of his body jolting with each thrust into his behind.

Kelvin was pumping away now, his hands braced on Matty's hips as his cock slammed in and out the red hot orifice, pausing only occasionally when he excitedly pulled too far out and had to reintroduce his cock to Matty's eager hole.

My own hard cock bobbed up and down at full mast, and dripping precum all the while as I took in the sight of my son get plowed by his friend. As I continued rubbing Matty's head and back, I felt a hand on my cock, and looked down to see Matty had repositioned his head and was trying to put my cock in his mouth.

I helped Matty prop himself up on the arm of the couch so he could keep getting fucked by Kelvin, but in a more comfortable position to suck on my cock. His blowjob skills had gotten so good that even being rammed from behind by Kelvin, he managed to suck on my rigid cock without choking himself or scraping me with his teeth.

Reaching over to the coffee table, I retrieved my phone and took a quick video pointing down at my cock going into and out of Matty's mouth, then panning up to see Kelvin plowing away from behind. Later, I'd send it to Markos to help him pass the time on his boring-ass business trip.

I gently thrust my hips forward in concert with Kelvin's thrusts from behind, so that as Kelvin slammed his butt forward, my cock went further into Matty's mouth. Matty took his spit-roasting like a champ, moaning forcefully in rhythm with his pounding.

Kelvin's rhythm increased, and he began to moan in advance of his building orgasm. Suddenly, he began plowing Matty's ass at a feverish rate, the slapping sound of his body slamming into Matty's ass racing like I knew his heartbeat must be. I quickly picked up my phone to capture the moment on video.

"Oh man, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum… Aaaaaahhh!" Kelvin cried out, his little balls emptying their contents deep into my son's receptive bowels.

As he floated down from his overwhelming sexual high and pulled his sensitive, deflating cocklet from Matty's anus, Matty released my hard cock from his mouth and basked in the afterglow of his first proper fucking. Kelvin collapsed onto the couch, still breathing heavily as he calmed down.

"Wow, you guys, that was incredible!" I said. "I bet that felt pretty good, eh, K-man?"

"… so awesome," he said, still catching his breath.

"Congratulations, you're no longer a virgin!" I said, excitedly.

"Thanks," Kelvin said weakly, giving a little thumbs-up.

"And neither are you, little buddy," I said to Matty. "How do you feel?"

"Good," he said, grinning with satisfaction.

"Good? Good?! Is that all you have to say?" I asked, incredulous.

"No," he began, pausing to collect his thoughts. Then, grinning as he returned to his previous position, "Your turn, Daddy."

– -

Chapter 8

"Oh, you wanna fuck me, now? I don't know if you've got the energy, buddy." I said, looking at Matty still breathing heavily.

"I could if I wanted to," Matty started, still catching his breath, "but that's not what I meant. It's your turn to fuck my butt."

"Oh!" I began. "Oh, uh, are you sure, buddy? I don't want to hurt you. I'm a lot bigger than Kelvin, no offense, K-man."

Kelvin glanced over to me, and just waived away the comment, still too wiped out to talk.

"It's ok, Dad, I can take it. I wanna try, anyway. Pleeeease?"

Hearing my own 12-year-old son pleading for me to fuck him was the culmination of my wildest dreams, and despite my fear of hurting him, I was too horny to let the opportunity pass.

"Ok, we'll try, but if it hurts too much you have to tell me so we can stop," I said, walking over to grab the bottle of lube. "And I want to stretch you out a bit more, before just ramming my cock in, capisci?"

"Ka-what?" he asked quizzically.

"It means 'understand' in Italian or something," I answered.

"Oh, ok, Ka-peach or whatever," he said, a broad smile returning to his face.

I moved behind Matty, who was still on his knees leaning over the side of the couch, his cute little bubble butt still shiny with lube. Putting some more lube on my middle finger, I rubbed some right around his hole before pushing my finger into his anus, holding his butt cheek apart with my other hand so I could inspect the aftermath of his previous fucking.

There was no sign of redness from overstretching, though his hole did seem more open than usual. Indeed, my finger easily slipped in all the way to the base with little effort. I rubbed my lubed finger around his insides, twisting it around to get full coverage. His insides were already pretty slick from the earlier session, a mixture of lube and Kelvin's thin cum mixing inside his anus. I pulled my middle finger out, and was about to add a second finger, when I had a thought.

"Hey, Kelvin, you up to playing cameraman?" I asked turning to the boy, who was still recovering behind me at the other end of the couch.

"What?" he said, a little out of it.

"This seems like a Kodak moment if ever there was one. Would you mind grabbing my phone off the table and recording me taking Matty to pound town?"

Matty burst into laughter at that, and I could feel his little butt shake under my palm. Kelvin smiled and gave a little giggle, then heaved his exhausted little naked boy body off the couch and went to pick up my phone. He fiddled with it for a few seconds before saying, "Ok, ready!"

"Ok, now make sure you keep it sideways while recording. Don't be switching back and forth between horizontal and vertical," I said, thinking of some of my favorite porn videos that are nearly ruined by poor filming. "Keep it steady; try not to shake it all over the place. Occasionally alternate between wide shots and close-ups, and don't just use zoom for close-ups, put the camera where the action is, capisci?"

"Jeez, Dad, thought this through much?" said Matty.

"Didn't know you were living with a connoisseur of boy porn, did you? A boy pornnoisseur, if you will," I said with a chuckle. "You ready, K-man?"

"Yup, I got it. Want me to start recording?" Kelvin asked.

"Do please," I said.

As Kelvin moved into position I rubbed my index finger along Matty's slicked-up butt crack, then began inserting it into Matty's asshole alongside my middle finger. I moved slowly as a precaution, but needn't have worried. Despite Kelvin's modest boycock, Matty's anus was eager to take in the extra girth of a second finger.

As I bottomed out with both fingers, Matty gave a little moan of pleasure. I pulled my fingers most of the way out before smoothly pushing them back in. I continued thrusting the two fingers in and out, with Matty moaning lightly and Kelvin close by to capture it all.

"I'm about to add a third finger. You still doing ok, buddy?" I asked Matty.

"Mmm, yeah, I'm ready, Dad."

As before, I rubbed my ring finger along his crack, lubing it up for insertion. I scrunched my three fingers together so the tips aligned in a compact triangle. This time I had no doubt that it would be a strain to insert my fingers into the little boy anus before me, so I made sure to proceed delicately, slowly pushing my fingertips inside. Matty let out a different kind of moan, not quite the same pleasurable moan as before, but not quite pained either.

I continued pushing in with my fingers, paying close attention to the sounds Matty was making, to make sure they didn't take on an uncomfortable quality. After about a minute of pushing in bit by bit, I finally bottomed out, my three fingers now fully inserted in Matty's rectum.

"How's that feel, Matty" Kelvin asked.

"Really full. It hurts a little bit, but it's not too bad," he replied honestly.

"Do you want to stop?" I asked, concerned, and starting to withdraw my fingers.

"No, don't stop. It's ok." he said quickly, but with a slight strain in his voice.

"Ok," I said as I began to slowly reinsert my fingers for a first thrust, followed by another and another. With each thrust Matty let out a little groan, and Kelvin moved around to capture the look on his face, which was one of deep concentration on the feelings radiating from his bum.

With my fingers fully inside his rectum, I felt around for the little button that was his prostate. When I found it he let out a long, very satisfied moan of pleasure. I started massaging his prostate for a few seconds each time my fingers were fully inside before withdrawing them for the next thrust. At the same time, I reached around with my free hand and grabbed Matty's little boy nail and began stroking it. I was not surprised to find that it was once again, or perhaps still, completely hard.

"I don't want to cum yet, Dad. Put your cock inside me, please."

"Alright, buddy, if you think you're ready," I said.

"I'm ready," he quickly responded.

I withdrew my fingers from his butthole and squeezed another dollop of lube on them, and then greased up my 6.5-inch hard daddy dick. Kelvin was back again to watch as I scooted forward, lining up my cock against Matty's prepared boyhole. I rubbed my cockhead up and down over his pucker before beginning to push it inside. The finger-fucking had done its job, as the head of my penis managed to quickly push past his anal ring and was welcomed inside, as Matty let out another surprised groan.

"You alright there, buddy?" I asked Matty just to be sure. The warm embrace of his anus around just my cockhead was electric, and it was all I could do not to ram my full boner into his boy pussy.

"Is it in?" he asked.

"Just the head. Are you ready for me to start pushing in?" I asked, hopefully.

"Yeah, I think so."

I slowly pushed forward another centimeter or so before stopping to let him get used to the sensation. Getting no objections, I pushed in another little bit, until about 2-1/2 inches were inside. At that point I stopped, and then slowly withdrew to the crown of my head before pushing in again, lightly fucking my boy with just the first couple inches of my raging cock.

I pushed in again, slowly adding another inch of my cock before pausing again to let him adjust. Each time I pushed in further, I let Matty get used to the sensation, then resumed fucking just to that depth before going further, and relishing the feeling surrounding my penis. All the while Matty let out a series of groans that softened into moans, as Kelvin wandered around with the phone, capturing it all. Finally, I pushed in again until I felt Matty's pert little buns make contact with my pubis.

"Whoaaaa!," Kelvin said, astonished.

"What?" Matty asked.

"Your dad's all the way inside you, Matty!"

"Really?!" he asked.

"Yeah, what's it feel like?" Kelvin asked.

"So full, but not bad," he decided. "Actually, feels kinda good."

"Jeez," Kelvin marveled.

"Let's see how you like being truly fucked, eh?" I said, pulling nearly all the way out before gently thrusting in again all the way to the hilt.

"Ahhhhhhh," Matty moaned as my penis slid inch by inch into his body again.

"Fuuuuck!" I moaned as Matty's little rectum massaged my penis from base to tip as I pushed in and out. The sensation from his tight asshole enveloping my erect cock was indescribably wonderful. After years of fantasizing about fucking a little boy bum, my dream had finally come true, and with my own beautiful son, no less.

As I thrust my cock in and out of my son, I watched as his little boy buns jiggled with the impact of my body into his, the force of each thrust rippling throughout his body, culminating with a rhythmic moan. After a couple minutes of watching him from behind, I wanted to look into his icy blue eyes while I fucked him.

"Let's change positions, Matty. I want you to ride my cock," I said, gently pulling out of his tight little ass, leaving a gaping hole where my cock just was.

"Ok," he said, breathing heavily, and turning around while I lay back on the couch, my boner pointing at the ceiling, its angry red head a flashing beacon for searching boy butts.

Matty's own hard cock pointed the way as he repositioned onto his knees around my midsection. He turned to look back for where my penis was. I grabbed it and positioned it against his butt, ready to reinsert it into his rectum.

"Now just lean back and sit on my penis, ok, buddy?" I said, helpfully.

"Ok," he said pushing back onto my cock once again, just until the head popped back in, then slowly sat back until my whole penis was once again inside of him.

"Ohhhh, fuck!" I moaned with delight as his butt slid down the length of my shaft again. "Ok, now just go up and down as fast or slow as you want."

Matty raised up and back down on my cock at a slow but steady pace. He let out a groan each time he bottomed out, which got louder and louder as he increased the pace of his cock-riding. Pretty soon, he was fully bouncing up and down on my cock. In my lust, I started thrusting up into him each time he came down so that our bodies collided seemingly in mid-air.

My hands were on his hips to steady him, with his hands on my thighs to brace himself as we thrust together over and over. Meanwhile, his raging hard boy nail bobbed up and down as much as it could while being as rigid as it's ever been. Not wanting to leave it completely unattended, I moved one hand over and started jerking him as we kept fucking, hardly believing how incredibly hard his 4-1/3 inches had become.

"Holy shit, that feels amazing," Matty declared, as I kept stroking his steely cocklet while he bounced up and down.

Between the hard fucking and the attention being paid to his little wiener, he began the telltale panting that signaled the beginning of his orgasm. I stroked his cock faster and faster as I fucked him, and felt the pulsing in his cock as his body began pushing out the cum that had been churning for the past hour.

"Hah, hah, hah, HAH, HAAHH, HAAAAAHHHH!!" Matty said, eloquently, as his hard little cock shot spurt after spurt of cum up in the air and onto my face and body while I kept stroking him and fucking him simultaneously.

With each rope of cum Matty shot out, his asshole squeezed around my hard cock, which was too much for my horny cock to endure. Feeling my own orgasm beginning, I reached up and pulled Matty forward against my cum-soaked body, lunging my head forward to shove my tongue into his mouth as my cock thrust into his asshole. We continued making out as I fucked in and out of his little butt at a breakneck pace until finally my balls, desperate for release, unloaded shot after shot of semen, painting the insides of my boy's rectum and colon with thick daddy goo.

We lay there, still kissing passionately as the last drops of my cum emptied into Matty's bowels. Finally, our mouths separated, and Matty laid his head on my chest, as I continued caressing his back, eyes closed, my cock still buried inside his ass. I could have fallen asleep forever, had Kelvin not spoken up.

"Jesus, guys, that was fucking fire!" he exclaimed, leaning over the far arm of the couch to catch the action from behind.

I opened my eyes to look into Kelvin's identical blue eyes. He gave an exhausted, but satisfied smile. As I felt my softened cock slip out of his little bum, I leaned in to give him another, sweeter kiss.

"Daaaaang, guys," Kelvin said, as he lowered the phone at last, the scene finally having concluded. His little boy dong had returned to half-mast, turned on as it was by our steamy show.

"Well, boys," I said after a few more seconds, "We should probably go clean up. I *think* there may be a drop or two of cum on us."

"And in us!" Matty quipped with a giggle.

***

I was still recovering from my first time fucking my little boy up his butt, and was breathing heavily as I stepped into the large shower in my bathroom.

"You ok there, Dad?" Matty asked. "I hope I didn't wear you out too much. We might not be able to do that again."

"I'll be fine, my little stud," I said, panting a bit as I spoke.

"You sure?" Matty asked, groping his glistening penis suggestively. "You look a little thirsty. Doesn't my dad look a thirsty, K?"

"Yeah, he does look like he could use a drink of… something," agreed Kelvin.

"Hm, maybe you boys are right. If only I had some lemonade, or maybe some lemon-lime Gatorade or something," I said, a smirk on my face as I took their insinuation.

"Why don't you get on your knees, and Kelvin and I will give you a little drink and clean some of that jizz off of you?" Matty suggested.

"Oh, thank you! You're both such thoughtful boys," I said with performative praise, as I got to my knees and prepared for the golden shower to come.

The two 12-year-old boys took positions in front of me, pointing their plump little cocklets at me. Kelvin was the first to let go, a satisfied moan escaping his lips as his golden piss began streaming out onto my cum-slicked body. His pee first struck my chest, and Kelvin directed his stream all over my torso as I rubbed it around my skin with my hands.

Suddenly, another stream began cascading down my chest as Matty's own golden elixir began pouring over me. But, whereas Kelvin continued directing his aim at my torso, Matty quickly took another angle.

"Open wide, Dad," Matty said, and as I watched, his stream moved up across my neck and chin.

I opened my mouth to let Matty's warm liquid fill my mouth. When my mouth began overflowing, I closed my mouth, forcing most of its contents down my neck and body, while I savored the salty, mineral flavor of my boy's piss as it flowed over my tongue and down my throat.

Wanting to taste Kelvin's as well, I leaned forward to capture his stream, and in so doing, forced Matty's piss to flow across my scalp and down my back. Kelvin got the hint and aimed his stream a little higher so that I could enjoy it the same as I had Matty's. Again, my mouth was filled with boy piss, this time a little sweeter to go along with the saltiness.

I took a bigger gulp of this helping, then let my head lean back, as Kelvin's stream continued to splash my face on its way down my body. I continued rubbing the boy piss into my skin as the golden shower continued, then looked down to see Matty's stream falling squarely on my penis, which had returned to semi-hardness.

At last, after about 30 seconds of warm, golden bliss, Kelvin's stream tapered off. A few seconds later, Matty's did as well, though he spent the last bits of bodily pressure to aim one more splash directly into my mouth. I happily swallowed it down, and then the flow stopped.

Instantly I started to feel the chill of the warm piss evaporating and cooling my body. Quickly, I reached down with my wet hand and grabbed my half-chubbed cock, aimed it upward at my own body and let loose my own stream of piss, rewarming my torso as I sprayed it back and forth across my chest.

Not quite meeting the pressure requirements to get it into my mouth, I lay back on the piss-wet floor of the shower, and was finally able to take the last few seconds' worth of my daddy pee into my own mouth. It was stronger, more intensely flavored than the boys' piss, but still a thrill for this burgeoning piss-hound.

The boys were giggling as I came down from my golden high. At last, I sat back up, fully satisfied and ready to properly clean off.

"Thanks again, boys," I said, gratefully, as I got back to my feet and pulled them into a hug against my piss-drenched body. "I feel a lot better now."

"Ew, gross," Matty said, unconvincingly, as Kelvin giggled alongside him.

I turned the water on and got it nice and warm, then began the business of cleaning all the piss and cum from my body. In the process, I helped the boys make sure their penises, as well as Matty's raw, sloppy butthole, were nice and clean. As I cleaned it, I took a moment to inspect Matty's anus, and was glad to see that though it was obviously stretched, it didn't show excessive redness or other signs of harm.

After a lengthy, wonderfully refreshing shower, we all toweled off, and put on fresh underwear, and I sent the boys off to bed to enjoy their sexy dreams.

Downstairs, I poured myself a glass of red wine and took a few hits off my vape pen as I continued to wind down from the evening's incredible eroticism. Hoping to catch Markos before he went to bed, I sent him just the short video of Kelvin fucking Matty, with the caption: "Boys will be boys ;)"

Markos

Fuck, that's hot! Is there any more?

Sorta, but you'll have to wait till you get back to see it. Suffice it to say, you ain't seen nothin' yet!

Can't wait! I'll just play this on a loop while I jack off.

By the way, I have to work a full day tomorrow, so taking a later flight. Probably won't be back till

close to midnight. That ok?

You mean I get to keep these two little sexpots all to myself for a whole extra day? How ever will we entertain ourselves??

I'm sure you'll figure it out, you lucky fucker. See you tomorrow night.

Have fun not playing with little boy cocks for another day.

Fuck you :p

That'll have to wait, too. ;)

***

The boys were supposed to have a soccer game on Saturday, but when we got to the field, we learned that the opposing team had to cancel due to a minor car accident involving a van carrying eight of their players. It was nothing more than a fender bender, and everyone was just fine, but without most of their squad, they couldn't field a full team and had to forfeit.

Instead of a full game, we lumped together our team and what remained of theirs, and just played some scrimmages for an hour or so. Afterwards, I invited a bunch of the parents and kids over to my house for an impromptu pool party. All told, there were about a dozen kids and half that many parents over, enjoying the gorgeous day in the sun and water.

Obviously, with so many parents around I couldn't ogle the younglings as I might have otherwise, but even still, there was no shortage of eye candy with a dozen 12-13 year-olds running around, dripping wet in just their swimming trunks. I was even surprised and gratified to see that since our last pool party earlier in the summer, a couple of the boys who had previously been drowning in baggy board shorts had since upgraded to form-fitting boy shorts. One in particular, a handsome 13 year-old black boy named Devyn, had on a pair of very flattering and revealing yellow-and-blue striped trunks that beautifully accentuated his substantial, clearly circumcised cock.

While the boys played around I entertained the parents, furnishing them with what beer and wine I had on hand. One of the moms even surprised me by pulling out a joint she had stashed in her purse, which several of us enjoyed as the kids played on. Finally, after a couple hours of the kids splashing around, and us parents enjoying a nice buzz, the party wound down, until it was just Kelvin and Matty in the pool, and myself lying naked on a deck lounger by the pool.

Later, the boys and I enjoyed a variety of finger foods as I took the opportunity to clear out the bits and bobs of frozen snack foods cluttering up my freezer: taquitos and mac 'n' cheese balls, egg rolls and mini corn dogs… the works. The boys were in hog heaven as we ate in the living room, and I took the opportunity to show them "Last Action Hero," one of Schwarzenegger's better kid-friendly offerings from the nineties, and starring the very cute Austin O'Brien.

Matty wanted to try to get another fuck session going, but just one day removed from his first fucking by a full-size cock, I thought it might be best to let him recover a little longer, and told him I would pass, letting him and Kelvin retire to his room to enjoy each other's company alone. Later in the evening, as I checked in on them to tell them to go to bed, I saw both boys lying naked in Matty's bed watching something on Netflix, Kelvin playing big spoon to Matty's little spoon, and concluded that Kelvin had again fucked Matty.

"Alright, guys, time to turn off the TV and get to sleep," I said.

"Aw, can't we stay up until my dad gets back?" Kelvin pleaded.

"He won't get in until after midnight, and you guys need your beauty sleep. Believe me, you're ugly when you're tired," I ribbed.

"We are not. We're always beautiful!" exclaimed Matty.

"Well, you may be nice to look at, but you're a real turd when you're sleep-deprived, so turn off the tube, and get to sleep!"

"Yeah, yeah," said Matty, turning off his PS4 and TV.

"Good night, guys."

"Good night!" they said in unison.

I turned the light off, and headed to my room, where I took a shower to wipe away the grunge. Then, I threw on a charcoal gray jockstrap with electric blue trim that I'd recently purchased, put on my kimono-style robe, and went downstairs to hang out until Markos arrived.

Just before midnight, I heard a knock at the door, and opened the door to Markos, who looked very relieved to finally be back on familiar ground. After pouring both of us a glass of wine, we relaxed on the couch as he started recounting his business trip. I let him go on about the mundanity of it all as I rolled and lit up a J to help us really relax. As we smoked and drank, I could practically see the tension slip away from his body.

"So how was your weekend?" Markos asked upon finishing his semi-rant.

"Oh, you know, a little of this, a little of that. Pretty uneventful," I answered with a knowing smirk.

"Yeah, right, you liar. I want details of that fucking sexy show the boys evidently put on for you," he retorted.

"Haha, alright, alright, fine," I said, and then began to recount the story of how the boys conspired to horn me up so I'd let them have sex. Like me, he was also amused at their unnecessary attempt at subterfuge.

"Kids are so fucking stupid," he joked.

"I know, but it was cute in its own way," I replied. "And then, of course, it was fucking hot as hell. I was glad I could even think clearly enough to record what little I did."

"And thank you for that! I jerked off three times watching it. I feel bad for the housekeeper who had to clean my hotel room; there were jizz stains everywhere," Markos admitted.

"Well, if you thought that was hot, I've got another little treat for you upstairs if you're up for it."

"Mmm, I think I'm catching my second wind already. Lead the way," he said.

I already had my laptop connected to my TV, so I queued up a couple videos to get us in the swing of things ahead of the homemade scenes. First up a scene of a boy around 11 or 12 giving a very skilled, deliberate blowjob to his adult friend. I loved this scene because the boy was very cute, and genuinely seemed to enjoy servicing his friend, whoever he was.

I took off my robe, and threw it to the ground, leaving me in just my jock strap, eliciting a whistle from Markos.

"Ooh, very nice. Such a cute little butt you have," Markos said, flirtatiously.

"You like it?" I asked, sticking out my butt, and wiggling it around enticingly.

"Very much."

"You must be feeling a little overdressed," I said to Markos, who was still dressed in a button-down shirt and trousers from his long workday.

Markos stood up and began unbuttoning his shirt as I knelt down to unbutton his pants and pull them down and off, leaving him wearing only a pair of black low-cut briefs. I rubbed his bulge to find he was already mostly hard, so I pulled the briefs down and off of him as well, letting his hard 6-inch cock snap up to thwack his belly before stabilizing at a 90-degree angle from his hairy body.

I grabbed him gently by the cock and coaxed him onto the bed, positioning him so he was sitting back against the headboard watching the TV. On screen, the boy was still sucking his adult friend's cock, now picking up the pace as he helped his friend on his way to a blissful orgasm.

Meanwhile, I stroked Markos's hard penis before leaning over and taking it into my mouth. Markos moaned with pleasure as I tongued his cockhead and massaged his balls. As I took his cock deeper into my mouth and began rhythmically bobbing up and down along his shaft, I felt Markos reach over and begin playing with my ass, rubbing his fingers along my puckered asshole, and occasionally dipping the tip of one finger inside.

The boy on-screen was now alternating quick bursts of sucking his friend's dick with several rapid strokes with his hand as the man's orgasm approached. Finally, the man took over stroking his own cock as the boy smiled toward the camera with his tongue planted on the head of the man's cock, ready for his load. Seconds later, a spurt of cum shot up onto the boy's face, just missing his eye. The boy then took the man's cockhead into his mouth and allowed the rest of his cum to coat his tongue, before opening his mouth anew and allowing some of the man's jizz to drip down his chin, and swallowing the rest.

Markos aggressively fingered my bum as I continued sucking his hard cock. On the screen, a new scene began, this one a vintage scene of two 9-year-old boys looking at a porno mag, then taking off their clothes to stroke first their own, and then each other's hard little boy nails. The scene then cuts to one of the boys rubbing Vaseline along his long, thin cock, then sliding it into the butthole of the other boy, who was laying on his stomach just waiting to be fucked.

Timing our play along with the playlist on the screen, I reached over and grabbed the tube of lube from my side table, and squeezed a fair amount in one hand, and began lubing up Markos' steel rod.

"You ready to fuck me, buddy?" I asked, still slicking up his dick.

"Fuck yeah!" was his only response.

Having properly lubed up his boner, I turned to get on all fours, facing the TV where the boys had now switched positions, with the bottom boy on his back as the long-donged boy held his knees up, fucking him steadily. I waggled my butt, framed by the electric blue bands of my jock strap, inviting Markos to enter me.

As the two boys fucked onscreen, I felt the head of Markos's penis make contact with my puckered anus and begin to push in. I felt the white hot man prick stretch me as Markos buried his penis all the way to the core, letting out a loud moan of pleasure in the process.

Onscreen, the scene abruptly changed to the short 30-second video I managed to take of Kelvin fucking his boy cock in and out of Matty's butt.

"Oh fuck, this is sooo much hotter full size!" Markos declared of the video as he began thrusting in and out of my tight rectum.

"You ain't… just… whistling… Dixie!" I replied between thrusts.

Before it even began the short video ended, much to Markos's chagrin. Little did he know, the fun was just getting started. As the final scene began, the shot was in close-up as I rubbed my finger along the for-now-anonymous Matty's lubed up butt crack. Onscreen, I then inserted two fingers slowly into Matty's asshole until both fingers were all the way inside his body. I began gently thrusting my fingers in and out of his well-greased anus. Then, the first hammer fell.

"I'm about to add a third finger. You still doing ok, buddy?" my onscreen counterpart asked Matty, causing Markos to temporarily pause his fucking motions inside of me.

"Mmm, yeah, I'm ready, Dad," Matty said on the TV.

"Holy shit!" Markos said, resuming his dicksploration of my anal cavity. "Are those your fingers inside Matty's bum?"

"Mm…hmm," I groaned.

"Fuck yeah!" Markos said as his thrusts got a little faster.

I now had three fingers moving slowly in Matty's asshole onscreen, and as they moved in and out, the camera moved around to focus on Matty's face. His head rested on the couch arm, and his eyes were closed as he moaned from the feeling of being triple-finger fucked. I must also have begun stroking his hard little cock as well, because he wanted to move on to the main event.

"I don't want to cum yet, Dad. Put your cock inside me, please," TV Matty pleaded.

"Alright, buddy, if you think you're ready," TV me said.

"I'm ready," he quickly responded.

"Holy fuck, you got to fuck him?!" Markos asked in shock and wonder as he kept fucking me faster and faster.

The camera moved back to watch me lining my rock hard dick, rubbing it over his little pucker before beginning to push inside, eliciting a surprised groan from Matty as the head slipped in. In the real world, Markos's thrusts into my own ass were getting more intense by the moment.

As each additional inch of my hard daddy cock moved into Matty's bum on the screen, the camera cycled through close-ups of my cock sinking into the little butt, then to wide shots of me positioned behind Matty, his hard little cocklet protruding from his groin, then pushing in on his strained face as he grew accustomed to my invading cock. After another minute or so, my cock was fully inside my son.

"Fuuuuck!" Markos groaned as he kept fucking me, almost pounding his cock in and out in response to the white-hot action onscreen.

"Whoaaaa!" Kelvin said onscreen in astonishment, almost in tandem with his own dad's real-life reaction.

"What's it feel like?" TV Kelvin asked Matty.

"So full, but not bad… Actually, feels kinda good," decided TV Matty.

"Let's see how you like being truly fucked, eh?" my onscreen counterpart suggested, as the camera focused on my cock pulling nearly all the way out of his butt before gently thrusting in again all the way to the hilt.

"Ahhhhhh," Matty moaned on the TV.

My own real-life cock was hard as could be, stimulated as it was from the video recollection of my sexual bliss with my son, along with the incredible feeling of Markos's cock moving in and out of me, massaging my prostate with each pass. Balancing on one hand, I reached between my legs and freed my cock from the loose constraints of my jock's pouch, and began stroking my dick.

Onscreen, the camera was focused on my cock thrusting in and out of Matty, his little boy buns jiggling with the impact of my body colliding with his, as his moans emanated from off-screen

"I want you to ride my cock," TV me said to Matty, as I pulled out of his ass, my boner pointing up at the ceiling, reaching toward the heavens and whatever god allowed this amazing experience to finally happen.

"Ohhhh, fuck!" my onscreen counterpart moaned as Matty sat down upon my steel rod and began rising and falling as he fucked himself with my cock.

I, meanwhile, was struggling in real life to balance on one hand and jerk myself off while being pounded from behind. Markos must have sensed my imbalance, reached forward to pull me up, holding my back against his hairy chest as he continued fucking me. With his other hand, he reached down and began stroking my achingly hard cock.

"Holy shit, that feels amazing!" Matty declared as I thrust up into his rectum each time he dropped down upon my cock.

The camera was smoothly moving between Matty's and my rapturous faces, then pointing down to watch as he bounced up and down, one of my hands stroking his little cocklet all the while.

Markos was now absolutely destroying my asshole, as he thrust into me over and over again, inspired by the action onscreen. My arms held his arm against my chest as he held me upright against his own body. Meanwhile, he stroked my cock apace with his fucking into my ruined asshole, and I didn't know how much longer I could possibly last.

Onscreen, I heard Matty start panting as his orgasm rolled over him.

"Hah, hah, hah, HAH, HAAHH, HAAAAAHHHH!!" Matty exclaimed as his red-hot boy nail shot rope after rope of cum up in the air and onto my face and body while the camera watched.

Moments later, TV me, drenched with my son's cum, pulled him down against my body and shoved my tongue into his mouth as my own orgasm approached. As we made out, the camera pulled back and caught the continued action from behind as my 6.5-inch daddy cock rammed over and over into my 12-year-old son's small body, through his stretched asshole.

Finally, I heard myself groan loudly inside Matty's mouth as my balls unloaded their full supply of daddy cum up into Matty's colon. I could see my own ass clench and my balls pull up as each of the five, six, seven ropes off cum unleashed within Matty's body.

Watching myself onscreen pump my cum into my son's ass, while in real life being fucked and stroked by Markos, sent me over the edge. As Markos continued to jerk me off, I moaned loudly as I began shooting the first of six powerful ropes of cum straight out over the bed and onto the floor. The combination of watching myself fuck my own son while being fucked and stroked to orgasm, sent sensations through my body that I didn't even know were possible.

Moments later, Markos also became overwhelmed by the convergence of eroticism as his own climax approached.

"Holy fuck, dude, I'm gonna cum inside you!" he screamed while fucking me as intensely and rapidly as he possibly could.

"Do it, buddy. Paint my insides with your cum!" I encouraged him.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!! OHHHHhhhh!!" he howled as his balls emptied into my bowels with such force that I could feel each blast as it shot out to coat my insides.

The combined sweat of our two spent bodies helped hold us together as Markos instinctively thrust into me every few seconds, his balls trying in vain to unload any remnants of their potent contents. Meanwhile, onscreen, Matty and I continued making out until at last our mouths broke apart, and he lay his head upon my chest, moving up and down rhythmically as I tried to catch my breath.

"Jesus, guys, that was fucking fire!" Kelvin exclaimed from behind the camera, which was still trained on Matty's little bum, my cock still buried inside it.

"Fuck yeah, it was," I panted in real life to Markos, both of us breathing heavily as we recovered from some of the hottest sex of our lives.

"Goddamn, that was incredible," Markos agreed, still holding me tightly against his body, and leaning forward to gently kiss my neck and shoulder from behind.

"Daaaaang, guys," came Kelvin's voice from the screen as I looked up to see my now deflated cock finally slip out of Matty's butthole and flop down upon my balls, glistening with a mixture of lube and my own cum.

Matty's red, stretched butthole pulsated repeatedly, now that it was free of the invading flesh tube, as his spent little body pushed out as much of my cum as it could. With each pulse, more of my white, creamy jizz leaked out and dribbled down his butt, along his balls, and finally onto my own softened cock. When it finally stopped, a pool of my own cum had collected on my pubis, and after the camera lingered for another couple of seconds, the scene ended.

Markos and I collapsed onto the bed, him holding me tight, with his cock still inside me, as we recovered. Again, he kissed me on my neck, and then I turned my head back so we could kiss properly, putting a button on our crazy fuck session. As our mouths separated, my head hit the pillow, as did his. Well and truly exhausted, I felt myself drifting off to sleep, but not before hearing Markos's final comment before he, too, fell asleep.

"I'm really going to miss this…"

Chapter 9

I woke the next morning to two conflicting sensations. The first was that it was way too bright, meaning someone had thrown open the curtains, letting in the rudely bright light of day. This would have been completely unacceptable were it not subsumed by the other sensation, that of something very warm and wet enveloping my cock, a very nice sensation indeed!

Opening my eyes slowly to let them adjust to the morning sunlight, I looked down to find that I was still splayed out atop the covers of my bed. I apparently didn't even have the energy to get under the covers after my wild lovemaking session with Markos the night before. My body was naked except for the jock strap I wore, the pouch pulled aside to accommodate a naked Matty laying on his stomach between my legs, attached at the mouth to my 6.5-inch [16.5cm] hard penis.

Sensing my arousal (from sleep; my other arousal plainly obvious), Matty looked up at me with his icy blue eyes, and I flashed him a welcoming smile, closing my eyes again and leaning my head back on the pillow to enjoy his now-expert blowjob. I reached out with my hand and petted his head, punctuated with a little moan of pleasure, to let him know how much I was appreciating the service he provided.

Next to me, Markos was stirring as well.

"Getting an early start, eh, Ja–. Oh, well, good morning, little man!" he said, realizing it was not me but Kelvin who had awoken him with a reverse breakfast-in-bed.

"Good morning, Dad… I'm glad you're home," Kelvin said in between oral journeys down the length of Markos's stiff 6-inch [15cm]cock.

"So am I, believe you me," Markos replied, clearly enjoying his own son's blowjob, which also looked to have improved, with the boy now able to take nearly all of his cock into his mouth. "I see you haven't been left out either, eh, Jake?"

"Aren't our boys the best?" I said in response.

"I'll say. Kelvin, why don't you come up here and give your old man a kiss?" Markos suggested.

Kelvin removed his mouth from Markos's dick, and gave it a few quick strokes before scooting his soft little body up along Markos's, his hard 4-inch [10cm] cocklet bobbing up and down as he did so. Settling his cute little bum down just above Markos's groin, he leaned forward and gave his dad a series of soft, closed-mouth kisses before resting his head next to Markos, who hugged him tightly against his hairy body. Markos then released his hug, brought Kelvin's mouth back to his own, and gave another few soft kisses, the last of which lingered until it was clear Markos's tongue was in his son's mouth as they began an intense make-out session.

Seeing Kelvin and Markos kissing, Matty decided to follow suit.

"You want a kiss, too, Daddy?" he asked sweetly.

"I do, but fair warning, I think my wiener probably tastes better than my mouth right now," I said with a wink.

"I don't mind," he quickly replied, and crawled up my body to plant his small mouth on my own. I parted my lips just a sliver, which was all the invitation Matty needed to shove his tongue inside my mouth and begin exploring. I let him continue for a minute before I used my tongue to coax his back into his mouth, allowing me to more gently caress the inside of his mouth and lips.

As we kissed, I could feel his hard little pecker poking against my belly, and decided I wanted that in my mouth next. Withdrawing my tongue from his mouth, I pulled his little body up toward the head of the bed, while I scooted down just a little to meet his cocklet in the middle. My head was still supported by pillows, while Matty straddled my upper chest, bracing his arms on the top of the headboard.

Positioned now for a proper face-fucking, I eagerly sucked Matty's rock-hard into my mouth and began giving him a thorough tongue lashing. Almost immediately, Matty began thrusting his boy nail into my mouth over and again, being mindful not to smash my face in the process with his eager body.

As I continued sucking Matty's cock, I glanced over to see Markos and Kelvin still joined at the mouth, kissing passionately. Meanwhile, their hips gyrated as they ground their hard cocks into each other, Markos's hands kneading Kelvin's plump little butt cheeks in rhythm to their grinding.

My hands, too, were caressing Matty's little bottom as he continued thrusting in and out of my mouth. Removing one hand, I brought it up to Matty's face, and probed at his mouth with my middle finger. Matty dutifully sucked it into his mouth, coating it with saliva as he sucked on it briefly, before I removed it and guided it back towards his pert butt.

Teasing Matty's butthole for just a moment with my moistened finger, I soon buried it completely in his ass, knowing that by now his still-tight little anus was at least stretched enough to accept a finger without extensive preparation. Even so, Matty gave an appreciative groan at the sudden intrusion into his rectum, which surely did not go unnoticed by Markos and Kelvin. After another minute or so, I inserted a second finger, and Matty's moans became more intense.

Looking over at Markos and Kelvin, I saw that they were still rubbing their cocks together, but had stopped making out, both of them now watching as I simultaneously finger-fucked Matty's ass while sucking his hard boy nail.

"Hey, Matty," Kelvin began, before politely asking, "Would it be ok if I fucked you again?"

"Heck yeah!" answered Matty excitedly while continuing to thrust his dick in my mouth. He moved as if to back away from me, but I held him in place while removing myself from his cocklet.

"Stay there, buddy. I wanna keep sucking you," I said to him. Then, "K-man, come over here and straddle my chest. Matty, lean forward a bit so he can get his cock in you."

It took a little finessing, but soon Kelvin had his little cock buried in Matty's asshole and was fucking him while I resumed sucking Matty's little boy rocket, which was pushed farther into my mouth with each of Kelvin's thrusts.

Markos, for his part, had gotten to his knees next to the three of us, and with one hand jerked off his throbbing uncut penis, while his other hand rubbed all over Kelvin's backside, luxuriating in the feel of his boy's soft body plowing into and out of Matty's ass. Occasionally, he reached down to stroke my neglected but fully aroused penis.

Kelvin began moaning as his thrusts into Matty's rectum became more frenzied. Soon, both boys were moaning in unified pleasure as Kelvin approached his orgasm. Finally, Kelvin tensed up and let out a long, loud groan as his little boy balls emptied their contents into Matty's bowels. A few more perfunctory thrusts to push out the last few drops of his thin boycum, and he slumped forward, exhausted.

Matty, who was holding onto the headboard to keep himself upright, looked down at me and asked, "Will you fuck me now, too, Daddy?"

Still gently suckling on his little boy boner so as to keep him hard, but not make him cum, I briefly paused to look over at Markos as I replied, "Why don't we give Markos a go first?"

At that, having surely dreamed of this moment, Markos's eyes widened, and a beaming smile filled his whole face. If his 6-inch [15cm] cock could have grown larger in anticipation, it surely would have.

Kelvin extracted himself from Matty's rectum and scooted off to the side, collapsing exhausted on the bed next to us. Markos, meanwhile, looking like he'd just gotten the keys to the candy store, eagerly repositioned himself behind Matty, straddling my chest as Kelvin had before him.

Matty lifted his warmed-up little bottom up to give Markos a better angle to insert himself. As Markos applied some lube to Matty's hole and to his own cock, I looked down underneath Matty's body to try to watch him push in to a boy's ass for the first time.

Thanks to the practice Matty had received over the last several weeks, and the initial stretching today by Kelvin's 4-inch [10cm] boy cock, Markos's 6-incher [15cm] didn't receive as much resistance as it otherwise might have, but by the sound of it, it was still a revelation.

"Ohhhh fuuuuuuuck, that's sooo tight," Markos said as he slowly pushed in, no doubt reveling in the new sensation of a little boy rectum tightly hugging his steel-hard penis as it slid in to its full depth, helped along by a mixture of lubricant and his own son's cum still churning in Matty's bowels. Viewed from below, Matty's tight little ball sack framed by Markos's own much larger, dangling sack was a sight to behold.

I maneuvered my lips back around Matty's still-rigid boy tool, and sucked it back into my mouth, once again pacifying myself on his boyhood just as Markos began the rhythmic gyrations of his first boy-fucking. Perhaps not unexpectedly, Markos's thrusts quickly intensified, pushing Matty's cock into my cradling mouth with increasing force and rapidity.

"Oh, fuck, that feels so fucking good!" Markos practically growled, as he thrust his cock into Matty faster and faster.

Matty responded with his own grunt each time he felt the man's cock ram into him. As the pace quickened I wondered if Markos would be able to last very long at all, overwhelmed as he was with excitement of fucking a 12 year-old boy for the first time. Barely two minutes later, I had my answer.

His hands tightly clasped to Matty's hips, Markos began fucking in and out of his ass with the ferocity of a lion, as if the whole world were about to end, and cumming inside a boy was the only thing needed to punch his ticket into heaven.

"Hoh, hoh, HOHH, HAAH, HAAAAH, HAAAAAAAAHHH!! AAAAAAAAHHH!!" he growled with each thrust as he pumped Matty's ass full of his semen. "AAAaaaaaaoooooohhhh, fuuuuucck!"

"Yeeeaaaahh, buddy," I said in encouragement. "Fill him up!"

"Ohhhh, fuuuck," Matty moaned as the eager man finally slowed his thrusts, having taken the boy on a wild roller-coaster fucking. I felt Markos rest himself on my chest as he came down from his sexual high.

"Well, buddy, how was it? Did it live up to the hype?" I asked Markos, who was still breathing heavily.

"Incredible," he answered between breaths. "His ass is… so fucking tight… That was… unbelievable."

I laughed with empathy at how overwhelmed he felt.

"Alright, well you're heavy, so why don't we swap places, and you can see if you can suck the cum out of Matty while I fuck him. Matty, you think you can take another pounding?"

"Holy shit, he still hasn't cum yet?" Markos marveled.

"Yeah, I can take it, Daddy. I was holding it back for you anyways," Matty said.

I helped lift one of Matty's legs so I could slip out from under him. Markos took my place under Matty, positioning his body so his head lined up with Matty's still-hard boycock. My own cock was an absolute steel rod jutting out from my body. I was so turned on by Markos and Kelvin both fucking Matty while I sucked him, I didn't know how long I would last.

I took my place behind Matty, straddling Markos's body and taking a moment to admire his glistening, post-coital dick. Matty's ass was already moving rhythmically as Markos sucked his little cock. As I lined up my hard penis at his butthole, he clenched his little boy butt, and a little of Markos's and/or Kelvin's mixed cum dribbled out of his anus and down toward his tight boy balls. I quickly scooped it up and used it to lube up my dick before I entered my son's well-used ass.

"Mmmmmm," I moaned as I pushed all the way inside. I knew I didn't need to properly lube up at this point, but I wasn't prepared for how juicy it would feel fucking him with two loads already swirling around inside him. I looked down at my dick as it moved in and out of his little bum with ease, gliding along on a slick layer of cross-generational cum.

Matty moaned rhythmically with the combined pleasure of Markos sucking his hard wiener while I pounded his ass. Off to the side of the bed, Kelvin was jerking his revived little cocklet as well, so I motioned him to join us on the bed. He sidled up alongside Matty's flank, and continued jerking off next to us.

Fueled by my lust at the tangled ball of sex I was a part of, I began fucking Matty harder than I'd ever fucked him before. His moans turned to punctuated groans as I pounded into him over and over. I felt something brush against my balls as they slapped against Matty's ass, and looked down to see that Markos had slipped his hand down under my legs to reach down and stroke his own reawakening cock.

As I looked down I beheld in awe my pistoning cock, coated with a thick white sheen of frothy cum as I churned the two loads inside of him into a creamy foam. At that, I became overwhelmed by my lust, and I pounded into my son harder and faster than I thought possible as I raced toward orgasm.

Matty must have finally been overcome by the sensations, as I heard him almost squeal in delight as he pumped his load down the throat of Markos, who also moaned in pleasure. Matty's orgasmic anal contractions finally pushed me over the edge as well, and the world around me went dark and silent for a second before I practically screamed with pleasure as my semen exploded out of my cock in spurt after spurt, joining the two frothy loads already inside his bowels.

I felt a warm splat against my back as Markos jerked himself to a second orgasm in the span of ten minutes. Finally, Kelvin shot his own small second load on Matty's back before slumping down on the bed next to him, while Matty himself utterly melted upon Markos's hairy chest, the latter jutting his head to the side so as not to be smothered by the exhausted little boy.

I pulled my mostly hard cock out of Matty's bottom, observing no discernible pop as my still-engorged head passed his anal ring, so well stretched was his hole after the epic triple-fuck he'd just endured. The base of my shaft was glazed with the melange of frothy spume still churning inside Matty's bowels. The same cum-foam formed a ring around Matty's anus, making it look as though his little pucker had a milk mustache all around it. Suddenly a small dribble of cum leaked out and ran down his balls and onto Markos's chest.

"Ooh, yeah, Matty," Markos cooed, "You can let go all that cum inside you. Just let it pour all over me."

With that, a torrent of semen pumped out of Matty's ass and down onto Markos's body, entangling itself in his fur. After 7 or 8 pumps from the boy's behind, Markos had a pool of what looked like half a cup or more of cum sitting on his chest.

Kelvin, who had sat up to watch the flood flowing from Matty's ass, reached over with two fingers and began rubbing the copious ejaculate into Markos's chest hair, reveling in the mess he was making over his father's body. As he moved to withdraw his hand, I grabbed his wrist and guided his soaked fingers into my mouth to have a taste of the delightfully gooey concoction.

"Well," I started, after another minute or two of recovery, "I don't know about you guys, but I'm pretty famished after that little workout. What say we take this sausage party into the shower, and then go downstairs for a more literal sausage party?"

There followed a round of eager affirmatives and nods of agreement as the four of us picked ourselves up and made our way to the large shower in my bathroom. It was a little cramped with all four of us in there, but we managed to make it work.

"You look super sticky, Dad," Kelvin observed, amused.

"I feel super sticky," Markos confirmed with a little chuckle.

"I don't know if water alone will be able to get all that cum off of you, mate," I said. "Why don't you get down and we can give you a little pre-wash."

Markos rolled his eyes, but knelt down on the floor of the shower. "I assume by 'pre-wash' you mean a 'pee-wash,' right?"

"Oh, you've heard of it!" I replied, playfully. "Best thing for washing off cum, really. Anyone else'll tell you the same."

"Of course," Markos said, dryly, closing his eyes and putting his head back to keep his face away from the golden shower to follow.

"Alright, gentlemen," I said, grabbing my soft cock and aiming at Markos's body. "Prepare to fire on my mark."

The boys giggled as they grabbed their own little cocklets, and pointed them at Markos.

"Ready! Aim! CLEAN!" I ordered, and let go my stream of morning piss directly on Markos's hairy, cum-drenched chest.

Flanking me on either side, Kelvin and Matty began emptying their own bladders. Three streams of golden piss converged at a single point on Markos's chest for a moment before I began directing my stream all over his body.

"It's not Ghostbusters rules, men," I said. "You can cross the streams freely without blowing up half of the city."

That got a laugh out of Matty, who got the reference. Kelvin evidently hadn't, but understood well enough. Soon, all three of our streams roamed across Markos's body. Markos, for his part, had locked his mouth shut and closed his eyes even tighter, trying to avoid getting any errant pee in his eyes or mouth. His efforts didn't go unnoticed.

"I think there's some sperms on his face, too, Dad," Matty said, deviously.

"No, there's not," Markos shot back.

Ignoring him, I said, "Hm, I think you're right, Son."

"No, you're not," Markos immediately shot back, turning his face away from Matty's and my direction, hoping to avoid the inevitable facial cleanse, but smiling despite himself.

"That's ok, Dad, I'll help you," said Kelvin, giggling as he aimed his pee directly at Markos's face, now perfectly in place to receive his own son's piss.

"Ah, fuck," Markos exclaimed as the boy's warm offering swept across his face. "Et tu, Brute?" he said, sputtering out the pee that he couldn't prevent entering his mouth.

The boys cackled madly at Markos's harmless suffering. Soon, though, the boys' streams tapered off, slowing to a dribble. My own stream finally ended as well, and I looked down to admire the scene of Markos on his knees in a pool of our mixed piss. It didn't escape my notice that his cock was at least half-hard after his cleaning.

"You guys are all monsters," he said, laughing. Lifting himself back up to his feet, he began unleashing his own stream of urine directly on my crotch.

"What, you didn't like our thoughtfully prepared piss cleanse?" I asked, playfully, as his stream continued to rain over me. "Why are you only attacking me?"

"You're the ringleader of all this piss play, after all," he replied, grinning.

"Very well, I accept your punishment," I declared in mock defiance, rubbing the warm liquid all over my stomach as the flow continued.

Before his stream inevitably slowed, I got down to my knees, allowing the warm, golden ale to splash across my chest and face. I opened my mouth to let the robust morning brew play across my tongue before pushing it out of my mouth to dribble down my body.

Moments later, his flow abruptly stopped, a few more spurts ejecting from his cock as he pushed the last remnants from his bladder.

"See," I said to Markos, getting back to my feet. "Not so bad. I don't know what you were whining about!"

"Well," Markos conceded, "I guess I have had worse things in my mouth."

"Rave reviews from Markos. Put it on the marquee!"

After our little fun, one shower ended, and another began. Despite all the sticky fun of the last hour, it did feel rather nice and reinvigorating to be fully clean once again.

– -

Downstairs we enjoyed a nice breakfast. True to form, it really was a sausage party, as I cooked up a whole pile of sausage links, as well as a bunch of scrambled eggs, toast, and coffee and orange juice. After breakfast, the boys went out to play in the pool for a while as Markos and I cleaned up. Finally alone, I was able to bring up what I'd wanted to ask Markos all morning.

"So, what did you mean last night when you said you're 'going to miss this'?" I asked.

Markos's shoulders slumped a bit as he answered. "Yeah, I've just been waiting to tell you this morning. You know these business trips I've been taking? Turns out they're not just to try to help out at the Dover office. I mean, they were, but now they've offered me a promotion. They want me to run the Dover office."

"Oh… shit," I said, surprised. "Well, I mean, that's great, right? It's gotta be a lot more money. And, Dover's not… the worst place in the world, probably, right?"

"Yeah, it's a good pay raise," Markos conceded, "and the company's setting me up with a house. Just a rental, but it's not bad, and rent's a lot less expensive there than it is here. It's not a very exciting city, but they do have good schools. Actually, that's why I had to stay longer, to finalize the rental, and get Kelvin enrolled in school. So…" He trailed off.

"Fuck… So, then, when are you moving?" I asked after a pause.

"That's the other thing," he sighed. "They want me down there next week."

"Next week?!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah. We'll have movers to pack up the place and move it all down there, but Kelvin and I fly out on Friday."

"Jesus… Does Kelvin know?"

"No… I'm gonna tell him when we get home today," he said, sadly.

There was a long pause before either of us spoke. We shared a long gaze before I finally spoke up.

"Well, fuck," I said with a heavy sigh. "I mean, that sucks, but… it sounds like a great opportunity, so… I guess congratulations are in order."

"Yeah, thanks," Markos replied, and we hugged. For a long time.

– -

An hour or so later, it was time for Markos and Kelvin to go home. Oblivious to the huge life change that was about to occur, the boys cleaned up, and Kelvin got dressed. Finally, Markos and I shared another quick, knowing hug, and he and Kelvin left.

I told Matty that night. It didn't go well. He and Kelvin spent a long time on the phone crying and consoling each other, angrily discussing how unfair it all was.

Markos was busy the whole rest of the week packing and preparing for the move. He let Kelvin stay over at our place one night so the boys could be together one more time. I know they fucked, but I didn't try to join in. This was their goodbye, to be shared only between themselves.

Finally, Friday came. Matty and I went over to see them before their car service came to pick them up. The boys bawled as they embraced each other one last time. Markos and I shared our own extended hug, and a short kiss. At last, their disappointingly punctual car service arrived, and just like that, they were gone.

We had shared a wild and wonderful summer of discovery together. What started as a beautiful maturation of the relationship between me and my son turned, completely unexpectedly and against all odds, into an intensely intimate and erotic friendship with another like-minded father and son. In all my life, I couldn't have imagined such a profound and life-changing experience. But, just as suddenly as it began… it was over.

Epilogue

"Alright, let's go through the checklist one more time before they get here!" Matt suggested, excitedly.

"Dude, we've been over this three times already. It's all – "

"WE'RE GOING OVER THE CHECKLIST ONE MORE TIME, DAD!!" Matt demanded.

"Ok, ok, one more time," I acquiesced, laughing.

"Alright," he began, "Chips!"

"Check."

"Ice cream!"

"Check."

"Soda!"

"And beer," I added. "Check and check."

"Pizza!"

"Already ordered."

"Ok, lube!"

"Check."

"Cock rings!"

"Check."

"Rubber sheets!"

"Check."

"Dildos, both the single and the double-sided!"

"Check and double-check."

"Handcuffs!"

"Check. Just how much fucking do you think we're gonna be doing, kiddo?"

"Dad, I haven't cum in a whole week…"

"I know, I'm getting real thirsty," I interjected under my breath.

"This whole weekend will be a complete failure if I don't cum at least…," he paused to do the math, "fifty times!"

"Ha! Alright, that sounds fun, but I'm pretty sure you'd blow your whole cock off trying, and then what will I do for teen boy jizz? I'll have to go downtown and pick up some street urchin to suck off!"

"Ugh! When are they gonna get here?" Matt moaned impatiently.

"Relax, buddy. They landed right on time, they should be here any minute.

It had been a year almost to the day since Markos and Kelvin had moved to Dover. We managed to fly down to spend Thanksgiving with them, but other than that, our schedules hadn't allowed either of us to visit the other in the nine intervening months.

Our Zoom game had gotten pretty good in that time, of course. All four of us had our own accounts, so we were able to hook up for some pretty exciting Zoom fuck-parties from across the country. But a digital orgy could never replace the real thing.

Finally, Markos was able to arrange for he and Kelvin to come back to visit for a long weekend right at the end of the summer. The boys had been excitedly Zooming for the past week, making sure everything was ready for the trip. Several times I looked into Matt's room to find him Zooming with Kelvin, describing all the fun they were going to have, jerking his dick all the while right to the point of cumming before backing off. He and Kelvin had both been edging for a week in anticipation of the fuck-party to come.

Matt was just about to resume his final recitation of the checklist when the doorbell rang.

"They're here!!" Matt exclaimed, and ran to the open the door. I followed close behind.

There was a chorus of HEY's as he opened the door to welcome in Markos and Kelvin. We all exchanged enthusiastic hugs and kisses, as well as a round of WELCOME HOME's and GOOD TO SEE YOU's as we all stood back to size each other up.

Both boys, now 13 years old, had grown quite a bit over the past year, of course. Matt had grown a few inches and now stood about 5'2" [157 cm] and weighed about 105 lbs [about 47.6 kg]. He still kept very active with swimming and soccer, so his tight body had grown more muscular and well-defined. He'd grown his black hair out to almost shoulder-length, but kept it nicely sculpted. And with those icy blue eyes, the boy was a stunner.

While Matt had grown a bit, Kelvin had really shot up. He now stood around 5'5" [165 cm] and had really filled out. He still had a softness about him, but just by looking at his arms, I could see that there was some muscle developing under the softer exterior. He looked like he must be closer to 130 lbs [59 kg] at this point. His mop of curly black hair had only gotten longer and moppier, but he looked great overall.

Markos and myself, for our parts, hadn't really changed much, although Markos looked like he was starting to add the slightest bit of salt to his peppery black hair. A year of being the boss will do that to you, I guess. But, it very well suited him, and he looked great as well.

We all gathered in the living room and caught up for a while, and then we helped them with their bags upstairs. They'd packed surprisingly heavily for a three-day trip, but whatever, some people like to have options when they travel.

Once I got Markos situated in my room, we returned downstairs to continue catching up and to await the pizza. The boys were still in Matt's room getting Kelvin situated, and I wondered aloud to Markos if Kelvin wouldn't be more comfortable in the guest room, considering how much he'd grown.

"He's been so excited about this trip, I don't think he'd let us put him in his own room if we tried," Markos replied, a grin on his face.

"Yeah, probably the same with Matt. It's been a tough year with everything else going on, but he's barely slept the past week, he's been so eager. And his balls are fit to burst if he doesn't cum soon. I can't believe the restraint on that kid."

"Oh my god, same with Kelvin," Markos laughed. "He wouldn't even let me fuck him, he was too afraid he'd cum just from the stimulation. So, it's just been me and my hand for the past week."

"Same!" I exclaimed. "I think they've been co-sponsoring each other to keep them both in line. It's like AA, but for cum-buddies!"

The rumble coming from the stairs preceded the boys as they came down to join us. As I expected, Matt had given Kelvin his present, and both were now wearing matching swimsuits (if you could call them that), thong bikinis with tight mesh pouches that cradled and accentuated, without completely revealing, their growing teenage cocks. Matt's was a light blue in color, whereas Kelvin's was green, each bringing out the color of their eyes to anyone who could tear their gaze away from their incredibly sexy bodies.

Matt, with his swimmer's build, looked fucking fire in the skimpy swimwear! Kelvin was a sight to behold as well. Now that I could see his whole body, I could admire how he'd grown. As I'd thought, he was still fairly soft, but you could definitely see the muscle development in his arms and legs, especially. His chest was softer, but there was development going on there, too, and the light padding underneath his olive skin made him look all the more attractive.

I noticed that the hair on Kelvin's arms and legs had gotten a little darker and fuller. There even seemed to be a small tuft of hair under each armpit, something that had yet to adorn Matt's body. Glancing down at his groin, his penis looked to make about the same bulge as Matt's, but whereas Matt's modest bush was well contained within his swimsuit, Kelvin looked to have a much fuller bush that managed to peek out just above the line of his pouch. He was well on his way toward becoming the hairy beast his father was.

Sharing a glance with Markos, I could tell he was thinking the same thing I was: that we needed to absolutely ravage these sexy teenage boys! But right then, the doorbell rang again.

"PIZZA!" Matt exclaimed. "We'll get it!" he said, grabbing the cash off the kitchen counter, and running along with Kelvin to make the exchange with the delivery driver, who was surely in for a treat light-years better than the cash tip he was also about to receive.

Markos and I watched them run off with their little buns bouncing as they moved, then we turned to look at one another.

"Oh my god!" Markos whisper-screamed to me.

"I know, right?! They're both so fucking hot!" I replied, absentmindedly grabbing my stiffening cock within my pants.

"I don't think I've ever been so horny in my life," Markos confessed, a wide grin across his face.

"Seriously, this is going to be a great weekend!" I replied in agreement.

"Oh, and I've got news for you, too," Markos began, causing my ears to perk. "I – "

"Oh my god, you should have seen him, Dad!" Matt exclaimed in his deeper, but still boyish voice, as he returned, pizzas in hand. "It's the same guy, that high school kid. You should have seen his face when we opened the door, it was so funny!"

"For real," Kelvin chimed in with his even deeper teenage voice. "He looked like he was about to faint. He couldn't stop staring at our cocks. We actually had to ask him for the pizzas, and then when he gave them to Matt he started backing away without even taking the money."

"Seriously," Matt confirmed, laughing. "Lucky for him, we're nice and reminded him to actually get paid, though I bet he would have given 'em to us for free if we'd let him suck our dicks."

"No kidding," Kelvin agreed.

"If you boys had saved up your cum for a whole week only to give it to the pizza guy, so help me, I would have murdered you both!" I said, only half-joking.

Markos and the boys all laughed and we moved into the dining room to gorge ourselves on pizza. The boys managed to take down one of the large pizzas all on their own, Matt chasing it with two full sodas to boot. Afterwards, the boys went out to jump in the pool, while Markos and I cleaned up the modest mess before going upstairs to change into our own relatively more modest swimwear. Both of us decided on simple Speedo swimming briefs, mine black and Markos's a mustard yellow.

We shared shots of whiskey before cracking beers for each of us and joining the boys outside, albeit on the deck loungers rather than in the pool. As we settled back on the lounger, I struck up a joint I'd prepared earlier and enjoyed getting high and relaxing by the pool again with my friend and lover, just like old times.

"Oh, so what's this news you were mentioning? Good news, I hope," I asked, suddenly remembering.

"Oh, man, great news, actually! Kelvin and I are moving back here permanently!" Markos revealed.

"Seriously?!" I asked, excitedly.

"Isn't it awesome, Dad?" Matt shouted from the pool, obviously having already been told by Kelvin.

"Oh my god, that's amazing!" I agreed. "So, what happened? Are things not going well at the Dover office?"

"No, nothing like that. Everything's going really well in Dover, actually. But the GM here at the home office is finally retiring, and since I've apparently done pretty well turning things around in Dover, they asked if I'd move back to run the office here," Markos explained.

"Holy shit, that's great! Well done, and congratulations!" I exclaimed.

"Thanks, we're both really excited," he said, indicating him and Kelvin. "In fact, that's why I brought so much stuff just for the weekend. We've gotta fly back, but we'll be back next week in time for Kelvin to start school while I start looking at houses. Actually, I was hoping you wouldn't mind holding onto our stuff, and putting us up while we get set up in a new place."

"Mind?" I said, incredulously. "We'd be thrilled!"

"Oh, that's a huge relief. Thanks, man. I really appreciate it. That makes things so much easier."

We kept discussing more of the details while the boys splashed around in the pool. After finishing the joint, and having another beer, we were both well relaxed, and settled back to just enjoy the warmth of the sun. I must have dozed off for a minute because I didn't hear the boys approaching, but was startled awake by the cold sensation of Kelvin rubbing sunscreen on my chest.

"What the…" I started to say.

"Sorry, Jake, didn't mean to wake you," Kelvin said apologetically. "We just didn't want you to get sunburned."

"Yeah," Matt concurred, "Can't have you two drunk stoners getting so crispy that you don't want to play."

"Your concern for our well-being is heartwarming," Markos retorted, dryly, as Matt resumed applying sunscreen to his body as well.

As Kelvin knelt beside me, continuing to rub me down with sunscreen, I allowed myself to lay back and appreciate the sight and sensation of the teenage boy massaging my body, head to toe. The moans coming from Markos let me know he was enjoying the same treatment from Matt.

Once Kelvin had thoroughly covered my body all the way down to my feet, he moved his hands back up my legs and along the inside of my thighs. His fingers then found their way underneath the legs of my Speedo, as he continued massaging my hips and pelvis. With each pass beneath the fabric of my swim briefs, his hands moved from my sides further and further inwards.

My cock, already half-chubbed just from the wonderful feeling of the boy's hands rubbing across my body, was now quickly filling up to its full 6.5"[16.5 cm] length. By the time Kelvin's hands rubbed my pubis directly to either side of my cock, the head had managed to worm its way out from under the waistband of my Speedo. I looked down, and could see a large bead of precum emerging from the excited piss slit.

Another sensuous moan from Markos drew my gaze over to his side, where Matt was giving him the same treatment I was getting from Kelvin. Another clearly coordinated attack from the boys, and I couldn't be more content to play the willing victim.

I looked back down toward Kelvin when I felt him tugging on my Speedo. I lifted my butt enough to allow him to pull off the swim brief entirely, tossing it to the side as my phenomenally hard cock jutted out from my groin. His hands took another few passes, rubbing along the well-trimmed, but not completely smooth pubic region before grabbing my cock with one hand and stroking it up and down while the other caressed my balls.

I let a moan escape my lips as I noted the difference in sensation from the last time he'd held my cock. His hands, no longer those of a boy, but of a teenager well on his way to manhood, caressed my penis and balls with great care. After stroking me for another minute, I moaned again as I felt his hand be replaced by his warm mouth.

Markos's vocal reactions told me he was receiving the same oral treatment from Matt, who by now was a seasoned pro at cock sucking. He could take my full length easily without gagging, so I knew he would provide excellent service to Markos's 6-inch[15.25 cm] uncut cock.

While I knew of Matt's acumen, I was also pleased to find that Kelvin himself had become quite skilled at sucking dick. Though not without the occasional gag reflex interrupting him–-my cock was, after all, slightly larger than his father's–-he still managed to take me all the way down to the base as he serviced my uncut prong.

Markos's moans became faster and more intense, and at the same time I felt Kelvin begin to more aggressively suck me, using his hands to stimulate the stem of my penis and my balls. I was sure it was the boys' plan to make us both cum at the same time, and I had no inclination to foil their plans.

I grabbed onto Kelvin's head through his curly black mop, and began thrusting into his mouth. Just as I heard Markos ramp up to orgasm, my own overtook me, and I forced Kelvin's head all the way down as with a primal growl I began pumping my load of cum down his throat.

"OOHHHH FUUUUCKKKKK!!!" Markos and I both exclaimed almost in unison as each other's boys swallowed our loads.

I let go of Kelvin's head, allowing him to come up for air, although he continued sucking me until my balls were completely drained.

"Oh, fuck, K-man, you've gotten really good at that," I said, praising the boy.

"Thanks, Jake. I've had lots of practice with my dad," he said with pride.

"No, thank you! That was great," I said.

"Thank you, too, Matty. That was incredible," Markos said. Matt didn't love being called Matty anymore, but I still let it slip out occasionally during sex, so I knew he wouldn't mind. Though, he didn't miss the chance for a little dig.

"You're welcome, Marky," he said, self-satisfied. "It's good to see you and your cock again."

"Why don't you two stand up so we can return the favor?" I suggested.

Kelvin stood up next to me, his hard cock jutting out obscenely from within the confines of the skimpy mesh pouch. Sitting up, I pulled the straining material away from his body and down his legs, revealing his teenage uncut cock now staring me in the face.

"Wow, you really have grown, haven't you?" I said as I grabbed the teenage boy's hard cock in my hand, rubbing it up and down as I admired it.

In addition to having grown several inches in height, his cock now looked to have grown at least an inch as well. As I rubbed it to its full length, it looked to be nearly 5.5 inches [14 cm] long, and considerably fatter than Matt's.

"Uh-oh, Matt, I think the K-man may have you beat for cock size, now," I teased.

"What?! You son of a bitch!" He replied with mock outrage. Turning his attention to Markos, he commanded, "Suck harder, Marky, until you make it bigger than Kelvin's again!"

Everyone laughed, including Markos, as much as he could with Matt's 5-inch [12.7 cm] uncut cock ramming in and out of his mouth. Markos was already nose-deep in Matt's modest bush as he sucked the boy to the hilt, taking the opportunity to rub his hands up and down his tight, athletic body, and caressing his full, but still fairly compact balls.

After stroking Kelvin's impressive cock and rubbing my other hand through his fuller bush, I placed my mouth over the half-revealed head of his uncut cock and enjoyed my first taste of his teenage boy rod. Though thicker than Matt's, I still had no trouble taking it all the way within my mouth as I enjoyed going up and down on the boy, fondling his juicy balls as I sucked him. I only got to suck him for about a minute, though, before he stopped me. Matt had similarly interrupted Markos's ministrations.

"Not too much, guys," Matt explained. "We have other plans for you."

Matt and Kelvin each moved around to lower the back of the deck lounger so that it was lying completely flat, draping the soft rubber sheets over them before finally placing the large pool towels on top.

"Now lie down on your stomachs, both of you," Matt ordered. I felt my asshole pucker in anticipation as I complied with the instruction. Markos did likewise, and we lay flat on our stomachs, looking directly at each other as we awaited our erotic fate.

As I watched, Matt grabbed the lube that he'd evidently grabbed when he retrieved the sunblock, and began rubbing it on his boy cock and then on Markos's asshole before tossing the bottle over to Kelvin. Matt quickly poked a lubed up finger up Markos's anus before just as quickly extracting it, eliciting a surprised groan from the man. Kelvin took a gentler approach as he lubed up my asshole as well, sticking a finger in much more carefully than Matt had done.

Looking over, I watched Matt's hard, lithe little body hover above Markos as he pushed his steel-hard boy prong into the man's ass with little in the way of consideration for whether the man was prepared. Judging by the man's groans, I could tell it hadn't been too long since a cock was up his ass, and Matt didn't meet any resistance as he began thrusting in and out of his ass.

Meanwhile, Kelvin took his time pushing his thicker, longer cock into my own rectum. It had been a long time since anyone other than Matt had been inside me, but Kelvin's cock wasn't yet adult-sized, so it still slipped in without much struggle, and I enjoyed the tickling sensation of his pubic bush as he pushed his penis in and out of me.

Markos's and my shared moans combined with the grunts and moans of the boys to make a veritable symphony of fuck sounds. My friend and I looked into each other's eyes and shared in the rapturous feeling of each other's boys fucking our asses.

Suddenly both boys stopped thrusting, and pulled out of our asses. As Markos and I looked at them questioningly, the two boys switched places. Now I was watching the beefy Kelvin lower himself down, pushing his fat cock into his dad's asshole as I felt the familiar and all-too-welcome sensation of Matt pushing his slimmer cock into mine. As suddenly as the fucking stopped, it started again, Matt pounding into my ass with gusto as Kelvin more calmly, but no less passionately plunged his cock in and out of Markos's.

After a week without cumming, I was surprised either boy could last very long. Sure enough, behind me I could hear the telltale sounds of Matt's orgasm beginning, as his pounding became more and more frantic. Always a strong cummer, when he finally burst inside of me, he practically howled with relief as gush after gush of boy cum unloaded within me, painting my insides with creamy white cum.

Kelvin's more measured fucking allowed him to last longer, and he continued plugging away at his father's bum. Meanwhile, rather than pull out of me, Matt actually resumed pushing his cock in and out, and I could feel it go from semi-hard back to full length within my rectum. As he continued thrusting into me, and with Markos and Kelvin watching the reinvigorated boy in awe, I felt another sensation. A new kind of warmth spread within me, and I knew that Matt was unleashing his full bladder within my bowels!

"Holy shit!" Kelvin marveled as piss spurted out of my asshole with each of Matt's thrust, dripping down my thighs.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed in total ecstasy.

"Yeeeaaaaahhhhh, Dad, how you like that piss enema?" Matt taunted with all satisfaction as he rammed into me harder and faster still, the piss pushing out of me with each thrust, nowhere else for it to go inside of me.

My cock, newly re-stiffened the moment Matt's cock entered me, now throbbed with the excitement of the wet drilling he was giving me. As he continued pounding me, I got closer and closer to my next orgasm.

"Oh yeah, Matt, fuck me. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeeee, yeaahhhhh!!" I cried out as I came again for the second time.

"Fuck, dude!" Kelvin exclaimed in wonderment.

Overwhelmed by the scene before them, Kelvin finally revved up his pounding of his dad's behind, and he too shot his load into his dad's bowels with an animalistic groan. Finally. Matt, his bladder now emptied, thrust into me one more time, unloading his diminished second load inside of me with another satisfied moan.

When he finally pulled out of me, I pushed out the combined cum and piss that filled me, letting it run down my ass and soak into the towel. Matt and I had both made sure we were squeaky clean up our chutes before Kelvin and Markos arrived, so I knew it was purely a liquid affair flowing from my bum. Still, I was grateful that Matt, in all his horned up machinations, had the foresight to throw down the rubber sheets on the deck lounger.

As the rest of us recovered, overwhelmed by the session we'd just enjoyed, Matt stood up and with a clap of his hands, cried, "WOOO! Alright, that's Round 1 in the can! Who's ready for Round 2?!"

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The rest of the long weekend was filled with all manner of sex and debauchery, and not a little bit of it captured on multiple cameras for posterity. Even though we knew we'd all be seeing each other regularly again, we nonetheless fucked like the entirety of existence would end if we ever stopped. By the end of the trip, we were all as satisfied as we were worn out. Matt may not have shot fifty loads like he'd planned, but between us all I bet we got pretty close.

On the morning Markos and Kelvin were due to fly back, Matt and I helped them to pack up the stuff they would actually be returning with, and finding space for the stuff that would stay behind for when they returned the following week. For convenience, Matt did indeed help Kelvin get set up in the spare bedroom. I had enough space in my wardrobe for Markos's items, and there was plenty more space in closets if needed.

"So, do you know where you're gonna be looking for houses?" I asked.

"Well, we'd like to be right around here if possible," Markos began. "Our old house is no longer available, of course, but I've already got Kelvin re-enrolled in Matt's school, so it'll have to be in the same school district at least. It's a whole lot more expensive here than in Dover, though. Not that I'm poor by any stretch, but it'll be hard to set aside the sticker shock when looking at home prices."

"Heh, yeah…" I said simply.

We continued arranging his items in silence for another moment before I spoke up again.

"You know, why don't you and Kelvin just live with us?" I suggested.

Markos paused. "Seriously?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I mean… I mean, the boys are like brothers already… or, brothers that fuck, anyway," I clarified to a chuckle from Markos. "Kelvin's already getting set up in the spare bedroom, so that can just be his room. And you're, like, my best friend, or lover, whatever. I don't know what we'd be, exactly, but… as long as you don't mind sharing a bed with me… I don't know, we'll just… figure it out."

"You're serious, aren't you?" Markos asked, smiling.

"Yeah… I am," I confirmed, my own smile spread across my face. "What do you think?"

"I mean, do you think the boys would go for it?" he asked before realizing, "What am I saying, of course they'd go for it. I don't want to impose, though."

"It's not an imposition. I want you here. I… love you… Both of you. I'm sure Matt feels the same."

"That's really sweet. And generous! We… love you both, too," Markos responded.

"So what do you think?" I asked, hopefully.

After a pause, Markos finally responded, "I… think we've found our new home."

"Really?"

"Yeah, let's do it!"

"Aw, that's great!" I exclaimed, and moved in for a hug that turned into a kiss before we finally pulled apart.

"And again, seriously, thank you, Jake. This is so generous."

"It's gonna be awesome, buddy," I said excitedly.

"I guess all that's left now is just to tell the boys," said Markos.

"Ah, they'll be thrilled!" I enthused before turning to the open doorway and bellowing, "HEY DUM-DUMS, GET IN HERE! WE'VE GOT GOOD NEWS!"

The End