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Subject: Life-Changing-11 Please donate to Nifty for their hard work and to keep the site going. I’m going to start with a small apology because I normally only write about stuff I know or have experience with but there is a part of this chapter with something I have no experience with and I just wrote what I guessed it would be like. I apologize to those who participate in this particular act for anything I got wrong and no I won’t be accepting any offers to be shown what its really like. ail Life Changing 11 by tagenhard When the boys realized I was back, Peter and Tommy ran up to me and threw their arms around my legs. “Grandpa fucked me while you were gone.” Peter informed me with a smile, “And I got to lick out his asshole.” Tommy added. I wasn’t sure if he meant he licked Peter’s asshole or Grandpa’s but it didn’t matter, they were both happy and that was all that mattered. I was still horny as fuck and there was only one boy in the house I hadn’t screwed yet. Dad and Ron were discussing dinner options and I walked out into the backyard, Tommy and Peter followed me. Seth had Keith on the ground and was sitting on top of him, typical older brother. He was dropping little spit balls onto his younger brother’s face and Keith was squirming under him trying to get away. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled up, giving him no choice but to follow or lose his scalp. He grasped at my hands trying to free himself. I only pulled him so he was off of Keith and pulled him down to the ground and let go. Seth laid there looking up at me uncertain, my cock was hard and throbbing in front of me as I knelt down and grabbed Seth by his ankles and pushed his legs back, doubling him over and exposing his asshole. Seth’s expression turned from uncertain to a smile as he knew what was about to happen and he welcomed it, my cock was the same size as his dad’s so he knew he could handle it. Plus, as his only uncle, I was the only adult family member that he hasn’t been fucked by yet, I would complete a triangle. Peter dropped down by Seth’s head and said I was the best at fucking that he had yet. Seth responded that his dad hadn’t fucked him yet. Peter said back that he would understand once I fucked him. It turned into “my dad’s better than your dad” thing that boys will sometimes do. “Well let’s just let him decide for himself.” I stated after I pushed half my cock into Seth and he grunted at my quick invasion. Keith and Tommy stood alongside us as I started a smooth thrusting into my nephew’s ass and went deeper and deeper into fucking him. Knowing that both my brother and dad had fucked him before me actually made it more fun, he was a total family fuck toy now but I don’t mean that in a bad way. My hard cock slid across his puckered asshole flesh as I sodomized him and despite being fucked before, he was still tight. I blanked out all the other stuff in my life and concentrated on Seth, it was only right after all that he should have my full attention. I leaned down and kissed him tenderly as I thrust into him over and over, his tight boy pussy muscles gripping my hard flesh as my cock head pushed into his guts. I slowed down and went from fucking him to making love to him, I kissed him, I nipped at and licked his ears, I licked across his eyes causing him to giggle. I rimmed his nostrils which elicited a “gross.” from his giggly mouth. I made sure I was balls deep into him on every in thrust and pulled out till just the tip of my cock was in his hole. I alternated my speed and wiggled my shaft from side to side now and then. My nephews breathing was becoming more jagged and deep, I was hitting his magic spot and made him feel like it was all about him as I showered him with kisses and tongue licks. “I love you nephew.” I whispered in his ear and “I love you uncle.” He moaned softly back as I triggered his boygasm and his body shuddered under me. Once he was done with his dry cum I pulled out and gave my shaft a few jerks and splattered his body with my cum. Tommy and Keith moved in and licked Seth clean as Peter leaned in and spoke. “He’s the best, isn’t he?” Seth moaned softly back that yes, I was. It wasn’t a contest; I didn’t care I told myself, but deep inside I was glad to hear it. Dad was getting ready to put together some sloppy joes but I announced I was hungry for Mexican and would treat. We ended up at a food truck and the food was fantastic, the ingredients fresh and the flavors bold and tantalizing. After that we headed to Diary Queen for dessert and were sitting around a picnic table in the side parking lot, enjoying the night air and the beautiful weather. I looked at my family, all 6 of them, and yes it felt right to include Peter in that count. The sight of us all, happily talking away and joking as we licked our ice cream cones warmed my heart and gave me clear vision. I was saddened that we would have to leave tomorrow but I knew that real life for me and my boys was back in Carterville. Having my brother as my lover would have been sweet but not realistic. Falling in love with Thomas would just be foolish and as much as I liked Hal, I knew that wasn’t the right path. Kevin was still on my mind but I didn’t really know him well enough to know if he was lover material for me. After all, there can only be so much sex, a real lover has to stand up to the test of everyday life, the drudgery that comes with it, the routine and the boring moments. Did I want to get to know him better? Did I want to break him and James up? Kevin only seemed to have his head turned because of his introduction into pedo sex, was he fickle? Could he love me for me and what would happen once the boys grew up? I felt a small hand on mine and looked to see Peter looking at me. “Are you okay dad?” I smiled and leaned over and kissed his cheek, “Yes I am because I have the two best sons in the world.” We all bundled back into the van and headed home, Ron and dad were in front and the boys and me were piled in the back. There was plenty of hand action going on with the boys grabbing at my crotch and trying to get a rise out of me. A Star Wars movie for the boys kept them occupied and Dad and I and Ron sat outside drinking and just talking about life. We decided on more intimate time with the boys for tonight instead of a big orgy since we had already had multiple orgasms today and wanted less pressure to perform. Tommy went to bed with his grandpa and Peter went with Ron, I was going to sleep in with Seth and Keith. Seth said he wanted to do something nice for me by giving me a back rub, I admit I was suspicious but really had no reason to refuse. He had me lay out on my stomach on the bed and he sat across my back facing my head. Keith asked if he could look at my asshole while his brother massaged me and I agreed. Seth started to rub my neck as Keith spread my legs open as far as they would go. While Seth wasn’t able to generate a lot of pressure, his rubbing did feel nice, Keith’s fingers glided across my dry hole and it tickled in a pleasant way. “Tell me about the swim club.” I asked as Seth now started to massage my scalp which is always a great pleasure to me, I felt Keith’s little tongue start to lick my hole. “It’s private and dad said only certain people are allowed to go there.” “You have to have a membership.” I stated. “Yea dad or grampa have to show the guy at the door a plastic card in order for us to get in.” Can you and Keith go there by yourselves?” Seth was now working around my ears and Keith had most of his tongue shoved inside me, I could feel his lips mashed up against my hole. “No, we have to have an adult with us in order to go in.” Seth replied. “I guess there is a night where girls and moms are allowed to go but otherwise it’s only guys. We never go when girls are allowed, just when it’s guys.” I had to guess that someone taught Seth how to do this because I don’t think it would come natural to a young boy to massage a scalp like this. “We get to go naked once we’re inside, almost everyone goes naked.” “Almost?” I queried. “If you’re an old guy I guess they have a choice to go naked or not but everyone young has to.” Seth explained. Keith had moved his tongue away and apparently grabbed some lube because he had slippery fingers now and was pushing against my asshole with them. “When we swim, we have to allow anyone to touch us who wants to but usually they ask dad or grampa first, just like they ask the other men before they touch the boys with them.” Seth had all ten fingertips on my scalp and was wiggling them all around in a slow methodical pattern. Keith had a few of his small fingers in me twisting them. “We have to let them touch us but after that we can say no and no one is allowed to be mean if we don’t want to play with them.” Seth continued. “But if you want to, then they can do everything?” It felt like Keith was trying to pull my hole wide open as it felt like he had a bunch of fingers in me now, it didn’t hurt but it wasn’t a feeling I could ignore either. Seth increased his pressure on rubbing my scalp as he replied. “We can suck in the pool area but if you want to fuck, you can’t do it in the pool. You have to use a mat off to the side or go in the locker room.” The rubbing of my head and the working of my asshole were both good feelings and both were sending little jolts of pleasure to my nerves. I closed my eyes and let myself just get lost in the sensations, this could only be better if someone would be rubbing my feet at the same time. “I like it best when I get to play with the younger dads.” Seth added. “Younger dads?” I mumbled out. “Yea the ones that are like just married and have babies or are like you and dads age or younger. The old guys are okay to play with and some of them have really big cocks but I guess I just like the younger guys.” “That’s okay, everyone is allowed to have a preference.” I offered. If I didn’t know better, I would have guessed that Ron had come into the room and was pushing his cock into me. My asshole was feeling really full and stretched. “Ah Seth, do some of these young dads with babies bring them with them?” “Yea, there’s a small pool just for them.” Was all Seth offered and I really didn’t want to know any more so I didn’t ask because I was afraid of the answers. Seth moved to the back of my neck and was rubbing as hard as he could but it was no more than James did so it felt fine. My ass was feeling really full though. “How you doing there Keith?” I asked. Keith giggled, “I’m good, how şişli travesti are you?” I felt Seth shift on my back, it felt like he was twisting his body to take a look at his little brother playing with my ass. “Oh fuck.” Seth blurted out. “What?” I asked. “He’s got his whole fucking hand in your ass.” “What?” I asked again raising my voice. “I can’t see any of his hand, just his wrist, so fucking cool.” Seth cried out with excitement in his voice. “Dad’s gotta see this.” As my mind processed what Seth had just told me, I was to slow to react and tell him to stop as he jumped down off the bed and ran from the room. “Keith just hold your hand still, okay?” I requested, but Keith rotated his hand inside me. “What the fucking hell bro.” I heard Ron’s voice bellow out. “You’re into getting fist fucked?” The disbelief was evident in his voice. “I didn’t know he was going to do that.” I returned. “It just felt like a fat cock.” “Look daddy my whole hand is inside my uncle’s ass, and look I can twist it around to.” Keith exclaimed like it was some kind of magic trick. That was quickly followed by Tommy saying he wanted to try it and then dads voice going “Oh I gotta get my camera.” And then Peter claiming he gets to go after Tommy does. What the hell I thought is this a remake of the movie Mysterious Skin? “This isn’t a fucking petting zoo were everyone gets a turn.” I sputtered. “Be gentle Keith, we don’t want to ruin his asset.” Ron advised but also laughed. “This is so cool dad.” Tommy and Peter stated in almost perfect unison. I felt Keith push in a little further and then pull back. “I’m fucking him grandpa, look.” My guts felt fuller as Keith pushed in but no worse than I imagined it would be if Tyrone fucked me. “Go slow Keith, this is really dangerous.” I stated Ron’s voice took on a serious tone. “He’s right son, keep your fingers closed together, you want it to be a fist and don’t move to fast. A cock is blunt and smooth but your hand can really hurt him.” “Can you feel any shit?” Peter asked. “Gross.” Was all Keith replied as he did slowly move his fist around inside me. I couldn’t believe I was being fist fucked by my young nephew and it was a spectator sport for the rest of the family. I found Ron’s hard cock pushing at my mouth. “Sorry bro but this is so fucking sick I gotta plow you as my boy fists you.” I relented and opened my mouth and let my little bro face fuck me as his youngest fisted my ass. I felt full in both ends but relaxed into it all. Ron wasn’t fucking my skull any harder than Thomas had and I found I kinda liked it rough that way. And I’m not saying I want to explore the fist fucking world but Keith was young enough that his wrist wasn’t any thicker than a fat cock. I spend so much of my life being in control and telling others how to live life that I was happy to give up control and be used. “Just a little further in.” I heard dad instruct. “Do you think I can go as far as my elbow.” I heard Keith ask. “So fucking twisted.” Ron breathed out as he fucked my skull. “No not that deep, at least not this time but go far enough that your wrist bone disappears.” Dad stated. My guts felt really full now, like an extra dose of an enema had been squirted in. Tommy and Peter and Seth all made little comments and I could hear by their breathing that they were probably jerking themselves off as they watched. Keith’s voice was just full of awe as he described how wet and squishy and hot it felt inside me. “Look at how his ass lips roll back and forth as you stretch him open.” Dad said as if this was a classroom. That popped a weird thought into my head of me being spread eagle naked on Tommy’s teacher’s desk as Tommy fist fucks me in front of his class and the teacher educationally describes the whole thing. Shit what a sick fuck I’ve become in just a week. I was wishing I was on my back because I could tell I had a hard on, which I didn’t think would happen, but if I was on my back someone could be sucking me off. Ron kept his cock buried deep in my mouth and Keith was actually hitting my sweet spot with his fist. Fuck this was so sick it was hot. I felt it in my legs first and my toes curled, a jolt of tingles rushed up my thighs and crashed together in my midsection. “He’s trying to break my hand off.” Keith called out as a spasm shook my body and I spurted glob after glob of cum between myself and the sheets. “He’s shooting his load, fucking hell.” Ron announced. “He’s cumming from a boy fisting him. Shit I gotta blow to.” I expected to feel my mouth filling with my brother’s seed but suddenly it was out of my mouth, I opened my eyes to see Ron painting Tommy and Peter’s faces with it, they struggled to see who could get the most in their mouths, what two fucking sluts my sons are. Keith’s hand coming out was much more noticeable than when he worked it in, even though he went slow and careful. I guess it was just because I was more sensitive after having cum. “Eww,” Seth laughed and Keith said “Gross.” With a bit of panic in his voice as I felt his fist clear my hole. “Go wash up and use lots of soap.” I heard dad say, I had a good guess as to why they were reacting that way but I didn’t really want to know. I cut a fart and that cleared the room, it made me laugh and it felt good, both the fart and the laugh. I rested a moment before I got up and stripped the sheets off before my cooling cum soaked through to the mattress. Keith was just finishing washing his hand as I entered the bathroom. He gave me an uncertain, shy, worried little grin in the mirror. I winked back at him and he relaxed. After a nice long hot shower that lasted to long I guess, because dad yelled in the door that I was wasting water, I toweled off and walked into the living room to a round of applause from the family. I could only laugh at it and gave them a bow and said thank you. Ron poured me a fresh bourbon, pushed the glass into my hand and clapped me on the shoulder, “Don’t ever ask me to do that you sick fuck.” He laughed. “Maybe Seth’s foot would be more to your liking.” I returned just before he punched me in the shoulder. Dad had remade the bed, Ron apologized to Peter that he didn’t have another load in him but promised him a good fucking in the morning. I don’t know what dad did with Tommy after they closed their door and I didn’t care as I drifted off to sleep with Seth and Keith curled up under each of my arms. Sunday morning came all to early, Keith and Seth were still asleep but I picked Keith up and was halfway to the bathroom before he woke up and groggily asked what was going on. I set him down in the shower and my morning wood relaxed enough to let loose of that golden stream. The first piss of the day always seems to be more golden, more pungent and warmer. Keith snapped his eyes shut and closed his mouth as my piss washed over his face and wetted his hair. I watched the cascade of golden dots rain down on him and told him to open his mouth. He hesitated but then did slowly and only a little, I made sure some got in there and he closed his mouth again but his face went from a “expecting disgust” expression to a “puzzled expression.” His mouth opened again and I aimed directly at it, he let the hot liquid swirl around in his mouth and he swallowed some it, he did a little cough and sputter but then allowed me to direct some more into his mouth. My stream ended and he swallowed down what he had in his mouth, I grabbed the baby shampoo and lubed up my cock, Keith stood up and I picked him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. I reached under and positioned my cock head against his boy hole, I transferred some of the shampoo from my cock to his hole and worked it in with two fingers. Then I braced his back against the shower wall and pushed my cock up into his little boy cunt and fucked him. I thrust up into that hot tight tunnel as it wrapped itself around my invading hardness. I moved my mouth to his and we kissed tenderly as I sodomized and molested his asshole. Thrust after thrust causing his back to slide up and down the shower wall and him to purr into my mouth as we kissed. I heard a strong stream of piss hitting the toilet and guessed it to be dad or Ron but I didn’t break the kiss or my fucking motion so I didn’t know which one. They finished and left with out saying a word, this was such a normal part of life in this house, there was nothing to say. Even though Keith was only a year younger than Tommy, I found myself wishing I had started this sooner with my son. There were so many nights after the wife died that he crawled into bed with me and was probably interested then but I didn’t read the signs. I fucked up into Keith harder and his purrs turned into moans that reverberated in my mouth as we kept the kiss going. My mind wandered, it wandered to the memory of the boy in the arcade getting fucked by the hot college stud, it wandered to Tom and his son Robin and me wanting to make that get together happen soon. It wandered to Seth mentioning the young dads at the swim club but I didn’t know how I felt about that. It wandered to Detective Wainwright and would I ever get to spend time with his son. The it wandered to Thomas and Charlie and Chuck, maybe Charlie should get fucked, maybe he should get fucked by me and Chuck before Thomas had a chance to molest him. I laughed to myself at the thought that we should molest him to save him from being molested. I thrust up into the young boy flesh in my grasp, the willingness he had learned, the equation of a man’s cock inside him with joy. How much power they hold over us adults. I thrust up over and over into his hot hole till I couldn’t hold back any more and sprayed his insides with my cum. My tongue fucked his mouth as my cock drained itself in his bowels. I held us in that position after I was drained, I reached over and turned on the shower and let the water wash our sins away. I gentle washed Keith’s body from head to toe and administered many kisses along the way. “Don’t tell Seth about the pee, he’ll want to pee in my mouth all the time if he knows.” Keith asked with a timid voice. “It will be a secret just between you and me and no one else.” I promised. We dried off and wandered out into the house. Ron’s bedroom door was open and Peter was bent over at the waist with his head on a pillow and Ron was plowing his ass hard. I think this was the hardest fucking I had seen Peter take, but he didn’t act like he was in distress. I needed beylikdüzü travesti to have a talk with him to find out exactly everything Jack and his grandpa did to him. Then I realized I didn’t think of Jack as Peter’s dad but just Jack. “He told me he got double fucked by the neighbors and it was your idea.” Ron wheezed out. “All true.” I confirmed as I sat down on the bed and caressed Peter’s back. Peter opened his eyes and looked into mine, I realized he was searching for approval and I gave him a smile, a wink and then leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. “I love you,” I whispered and ran my fingers thru his hair. A smile creased his face but then he closed his eyes again as Ron thrust down hard into him. “Don’t break him, I’m not done loving him yet.” I said out loud as I got off the bed and gave my bro’s ass a swat. I wondered out of the room and realized Keith had been standing there silently the whole time waiting for me. We went to my dad’s room next and the door was closed but I opened it without knocking. Dad was laying flat out on his back, Tommy was straddling his crotch and bouncing up and down. “Don’t you knock?” Dad said but with no real effort. I laughed and walked over to Tommy, took his bouncing head in between my hands, “Good Morning angel.” I whispered and then but my lips to his and we kissed as Tommy fucked himself on my dad’s cock. Tommy closed his eyes and there was a dreamy look on his face as he melted into my kiss but continued to ride that hard fuck stick that was up his ass. I broke the kiss and pulled my face away, “I love you son.” “I love you to daddy.” He returned with a jagged moaning breath. I walked out of the room with him still riding my dad’s cock and went to the kitchen and started the coffee, Keith was just hanging in the doorway watching me. I sat down on a kitchen chair and gave him the come here signal with my finger. He walked over and I lifted him up onto my lap and rubbed his back. “What’s on your mind buckaroo?” He just shrugged his shoulders and suddenly was acting all shy. “Is it the pee thing because I promise I won’t tell anyone, that’s a special secret between just us.” He shook his head no but just looked down at his feet. I leaned in and ran my tongue across his ear and he giggled, “I’m not a mind reader, you need to tell me what you’re thinking.” “I wish you didn’t have to go. You just got here.” He mumbled. I rubbed my hand across his back, “I wish we could stay longer also but now that we know we all get along so well, we can come and visit more often. And you guys can come and visit us also.” “Do you promise?” “Well, if it’s okay with your dad, we will try to come and visit at least once every other month.” “That long?” “I don’t know if I can handle having your fist in me more often than that.” That made Keith laugh. “It’s not that silly, it’s your just different than dad, I dunno more fun.” “That’s sweet, thanks.” I kissed him on the cheek. “Let me make breakfast and maybe we can find time to play one more time before we leave.” That put a smile on Keith’s face and I set him down and went about whipping up some scrambled eggs and bacon and pancakes. Ron came stumbling in, smelling of morning sex and gave me a swat on the ass, we kissed good morning before he grabbed a cup of coffee and then he left. Dad and Tommy came in, both freshly showered and Tommy sat down at the table alongside Keith and Dad dished up some of the food that was ready for the two boys. Peter came in a little later also freshly showered and joined us at the table, Ron came in a moment later smelling fresh and asked where Seth was. I said the last I saw him he was still in bed asleep; Ron went off to wake him up and dad commented that that kid would sleep all day if allowed. A groggy and slightly grumpy Seth showed up and sat down followed by Ron. I don’t think Seth was ready to have breakfast but did eat some after his dad cuffed him on the back of the head and ordered him to. That seemed to startle Tommy and I realized that I have never spanked or god forbid hit Tommy, talk was my way to handle things. Peter and Keith didn’t seemed fazed by it, I thought spanking and such was another line of questioning I needed to have with Peter, just so I knew how he had been treated by Jack. Seth’s grumpiness aside, the rest of us had a nice breakfast and simple banter and joking back and forth. It was mid-morning; I didn’t want to stay to long since we had the four hour drive back, but I knew Keith wanted to play again. I wasn’t particularly horny but didn’t want to disappoint Keith either. “You boy’s start getting your stuff together so your ready to leave.” I directed to Tommy and Peter. “I’m going to run over to Peterson’s bakery to get pie to take back with us.” I said to no one in particular. I could have done this on the way out of town but I had a plan. “Keith you want to come with me?” “Sure.” Keith lite up with a smile. “How about you Seth?” I knew he wouldn’t, he was still sleepy and grumpy and waved me off. Ron slipped me some money and asked me to bring back an apple pie for them. Now while I was using Petersons as a cover, I did actually want to go there. I do okay at making cakes and cookies and such but pie making is something I never get right and Petersons has always had the most mouth watering pies ever since I was a kid. We stopped in and hit it right in between the church rushes so I didn’t have to wait long. With an apple for Ron and a cherry for me, safely tucked away on the back seat, I swung by the pizza place from yesterday. They were just opening for the after church early lunch crowd. Keith looked at me puzzled and I told him I thought we could play some videos games. My real hope was that the college stud was on duty. The place was empty and Keith and I disappeared into the arcade area and I walked aimlessly like I was looking for the right machine to play, Keith followed quietly behind. I found exactly what I was hoping for at the very back of the arcade area, the college stud was standing there again in the coveralls but he had both straps down and they were just hanging off his hips. He was about to put a t-shirt on when he spotted us and stopped, his upper body was smooth and toned like a swimmer with flat stomach and chestnut-colored nipples. Instead of pulling the shirt on, he stood there holding it in his hand and allowed Keith and I to sweep our eyes across his body. “Sorry,” He stated apologizing for his exposure even though he and I both knew it was on purpose. “I’m running late on getting ready” I pulled Keith over in front of me so he was just feet away from the stud. “That’s okay, I think it’s important for my nephew to see healthy male bodies.” “Nephew, huh?” The stud said with a leering smile. “How lucky you are to have such a caring uncle.” I squatted down behind Keith and reached around and pushed a hand down inside his pants front and cupped onto his little package, I sent a clear signal to the stud. “There’s a lot more healthy body to see.” He smoothed out with a silky tone. I whispered in Keith’s ear and he reacted without hesitation. Keith reached out and pulled on the side of the coveralls and they cascaded down the stud’s legs and fell to the floor, bunching up around his ankles. Just like yesterday he was commando and his totally shaven smooth cock and balls came into sight. He was rising rapidly and ended up with about seven inches of slim cock shaft topped by a plump thick head. No words were needed, Keith understood what I wanted and he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the big knob. “Nothing like a little slut boy’s mouth to start the day.” The stud moaned out softly as he put a hand behind Keith’s head and guided the hot sucking mouth further onto his fuck stick. I pulled my hand out of Keith’s pants and proceeded to unzip and open them up and slip them down his legs. It was hot to be pimping my nephew out to this stranger, here in public. There was a bell above the front door so I knew we would hear if someone came in and the only other danger was the kitchen staff, but why would they come back to the arcade area, and if they did want this guy, human nature would dictate that they would just call out instead of wandering the aisles. So I calculated the danger as low but there was still that small element of a chance of getting caught. I pulled Keith’s pants off his legs one at a time as he had his mouth full of the hard college stud’s cock. “His mouth is great but his little faggot pussy is better.” I informed. “Oh fuck yea, I love fucking the young ones.” The stud replied with obvious desire in his voice. “Do I have to wear a rubber?” It never occurred to me that I should have been thinking about safe sex for Keith and felt slightly ashamed that it didn’t. But my mouth said “No, bareback is fine.” “Great.” Was all he replied and while holding Keith’s head on his cock he stepped out of the coverall’s so he was naked except for his sneakers. Naked in just sneakers and white socks made him even sexier and I said so, he said he would love to work that way all day. I let him take over and he pulled Keith off his cock, it bounced up tight against his gut, he spun Keith around and bent him over at the waist. “There’s lube in the pocket.” He said pointing at his discarded coverall’s I retrieved it and squirted some on my fingers and then smeared it on Keith’s asshole and then pushed two fingers in and worked his hole till he was well greased. I pulled my fingers out and squirted some more on my hand and took the opportunity to appease my newfound love for cock and wrapped my hand around the stud’s shaft and worked it from base to head. He let me stoke him three times before saying thanks but it’s a toy strictly for little boys and not bad uncles. He had a slight sneer as he said it but that added to his charm. I leaned back on my haunches and just watched as he impaled Keith with his hard college cock with one quick thrust. Keith grunted out loudly but the stud didn’t seemed concerned, maybe the kitchen staff knew what went on back here. The stud grasped Keith by the hips for better traction and fucked into him over and over. I started to get hard but didn’t want this to be about me, I was getting turned on by whoring my nephew out to a random stranger, would I do this to Tommy or Peter? “Fucking tight little ass,” He spoke out. “I love shafting boy ass, started all my little brothers when they were young.” My body quivered at the thought. istanbul travesti “Did your dad join in?” “Single mom, she was just happy I looked after them and didn’t ask questions. I whored them out to some of my high school buddies.” He didn’t miss a thrust as he sodomized the unknown boy in front of him and he talked. It seemed to turn him on to brag about his perverted life and use of his brothers as fuck toys. “I’m always quick with my first load of the day.” He announced and grunted as he slammed in balls deep into Keith. “Fucking hell.” I was still on my haunches when he pulled out, his cock coated in lube and ass slime and cooling college jock cum. “I don’t usually do this put.” He stated as he turned and placed his slowly deflating cock in front of my face. I unashamedly sucked it into my mouth and polished it clean, once he pulled it out of my mouth I turned and rimmed Keith’s ass clean. With an invite to come back anytime, directed at Keith, we happily walked out of the joint and to the car. I brushed my fingers thru Keith’s hair and smiled at him. “Let’s keep this a secret from your dad and grandpa, okay?”Keith smiled a sly grin and agreed, I had him give me a blow job as we drove back to the house. Dad feed us a light lunch and then with many hugs and kisses and promises that we would visit more often and a promise that Ron would bring his boys to my house next, we hit the road and headed home. The boys were happy and talked on about what a great weekend it was and how much fun they had. They openly teased me about getting fist fucked and begged to be allowed to try it but I didn’t promise them anything. After the first hour of the drive, they ran out of things to say and drifted off to sleep leaning against each other in the back seat. It was a sweet sight to see in the rear view mirror. As the boys slept and I drove I had time to think which wasn’t becoming a good thing lately, I was analyzing things too much and getting caught up in my own advice and then questioning it. One thing that went thru my mind was today with Keith at the arcade. Would I whore my boys out to a random guy like I did with Keith? And the swim club thing, would I be okay with anyone playing with my boys just for the sake of seeing other men play with them so I could play with other boys? Shouldn’t I be happy with my sons in my bed and end it there? It was hitting on 5 when we got back to town and I didn’t feel like cooking so I swung thru the local McD’s and picked up burgers for dinner. We followed that up with a slice of pie and the boys agreed that it was as good as I said it would be. Hal called to see if everything was alright since we weren’t at church today and I explained about what happened with Peter and the weekend trip to my brothers. He said that if there was anything he could do to help with the situation to let him know and to bring Peter to church next week. I invited Hal over but he had a commitment with the wife that he couldn’t get out of. A call came in on the business line from Mrs. Russell, the wife not giving her husband sex, and she left a message canceling their joint appointment for tomorrow but didn’t give a reason. I wondered if Bart maybe was unsettled by our last conversation about sex with his son and was going to move onto another therapist. The boys had moved onto the basement and were playing a video game, I put their clothes away, check thru the mail from the days we were gone and the three of us were snuggled in bed together as a family by 8. That was a bit early for me but I was tired. I was up early but didn’t go outside to get the paper till it was light out, I wasn’t in the mood for Kevin this morning. Got the boys up and ready and fed and back to the old routine of driving to school. Dropped the boys off, got home and went thru my first morning appointments till I hit the empty slot that I had because of the Russell’s canceling. I used the free time to make a quick dash to the grocery store, I wasn’t paying attention and rounded a corner and crashed my cart into another. “Oh, I am so sorry.” I apologized to the guy holding the cart. “No real problem.” He smiled back with a nice sincere smile. The guy was handsome and of average build, I guessed around 30, I found myself attracted to him. I spotted a can of succotash in his cart and used that to lengthen our contact. “I’ve never tried that before, you must like it since you’re buying it, how do you use it?” He smiled again and we fell into a free flowing and easy conversation about it and some other foods. I found I liked talking with him and he seemed personable and genuinely nice. As that conversation came to an end, I realized I was running out of time and needed to finish up. “Well nice meeting you.” I paused as I extended my hand for a shake. “Luke, Luke Henson.” He responded and took my hand, a firm handshake, his grip wasn’t as strong as mine but I was more muscular. “Parker Smith, and sorry about the bad driving but it was nice meeting you.” “And you to.” We moved our separate ways in the aisle and I looked back to see that he was also looking back also. Two aisles over we came at each other from the opposite directions. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he was looking me over and as we passed each other I gave him a nod and smile, I noticed he wasn’t wearing a wedding ring, not that that really meant anything. I left the store feeling happy and my next appointments flew by. A quick lunch and then it was time for Thomas Shorts weekly required appointment. His mom dropped him off but just waved at me from the car as she drove away. “So how have the past few days been for you?” I asked after we settled into our chairs. “Mom is driving me crazy, she keeps asking if there are any cute guys at school I like or which movie actors I think are handsome. I even found a jar of astroglide and two hand new towels on my bedside table with a sticky note on it with a smiley face.” We both laughed at that. “So your okay with your mom now?” “Yes very.” “And dad?” I asked cautiously. “There’s a coldness between us, mom thinks he’s just having a hard time accepting it and promises he’ll come around. Actually, he’s picking me up and wants a few minutes of your time, or more correctly he wants to take a few minutes on my scheduled time to use for himself.” “I see, I can say no.” Thomas shrugged. “It doesn’t matter really, we can be done by then.” Thomas stated and he started to open his pants. “What are you doing?” “It’s easier to have sex when your cock is out.” “Are we going to have sex?” “You know dam well we are.” Thomas’s voice turned a little cold. “We really do need to have a session and discuss things.” I stated as Thomas stood up with a hard teen cock out of his pants and was stepping towards me. “Sit back down.” I barked. Thomas stopped but put his hands in the air, “Oh your honor, he raped me, inspect my asshole you can see how it’s been used.” Thomas laughed. He dropped his hands and planted a sneer on his face. “If I say suck me you will suck me, if I say bend over you will bend over and spread your ass cheeks for me to fuck. I got you by the balls you boy fucker and you will do as I say.” He growled out like a rabid dog. Fuck, I fucked up, I realized, I can’t let this shit have the upper hand. True anger rose up within me at myself and at him. I really didn’t think it through. I grabbed his balls in one hand and squeezed and I wrapped my other hand around his neck and started to choke him, I pushed his body backwards till I slammed him against a wall causing a painting to fall to the floor. “You listen here you little shit.” I spit in his face and continued to apply pressure to his throat and balls. I had taken him off guard, I moved faster than his brain did in realizing what was happening, his hands came up to my hand on his throat and was trying to peel it off. I saw real fear in his face. “If you think you’re going to control the story here your wrong.” Spittle was spraying from my mouth onto his face. “Sure you can go to the police and claim rape but if you think everything else will stay buried, your wrong. You fucked a boy half your age and that’s just as illegal as what I did with you. You will get arrested and end up in juvenile detention. Sure my life will be ruined but so will yours and your families. I’m not going to be your bitch and I am willing to lose it all rather than be controlled by you.” I gave an extra squeeze with both hands to accentuate my point. “You will end up being the prison bitch because you will be labeled a pedo and they are on the lowest rung of the ladder. You will spend your days afraid of when your gonna get fucked next, afraid to shower, afraid to leave your cell. And when you get out you will have the sex offender label attached to you for the rest of your life.” I held him there and glared into his eyes, I realized I had a huge fucking hard on. I wanted to spin this boy around and rape him again but I knew I could only go so far. “Do you understand me?” He nodded as best as he could because he was unable to speak due to my choking him. I released him and stepped away, he grabbed his throat coughing. I looked him over and smiled when I saw it. “Go to the bathroom and clean yourself up.” He looked at me puzzled and I ran a finger across his crotch and brought it up to his face, it was coated with his cum. “Go clean up, I’ll explain it sometime.” Thomas took a while in the bathroom, I’m sure he was confused about having cum during that treatment, was probably vacillating between anger and fear about having lost that confrontation. He returned to the room acting humble but I knew I still had to tread lightly because he really did hold the upper hand. I needed to redirect his strength and need to feel some control. “So let’s start again, how are you feeling about Charlie now?” Thomas steeled his face. “You gonna get mad again.” “Try me.” “I still want him to get fucked, to experience male sex but I don’t want dad to be his first.” “That I understand, I hope he doesn’t get out right raped, but I hope you think of a plan so he can play into it and have fun with it.” “Yea, I agree, I thought about what you said about it not being his fault and dad will just desert him when he hits puberty, so no it wouldn’t be rape.” “But you want revenge against your dad.” “I want to deprive him.” “Because?” “Because he loves Charlie more than me and that’s not fair.” “You’re going to have a hard life if you expect things to be fair. That’s the worse lesson a parent can teach a child, that life is fair because it’s not, never has been and never will be.” “Cynical much.” Thomas chuckled. “Practical.” “Would you consider this?” Thomas laid out an idea and I listened.

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