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Subject: Into The Fold II As I said at the beginning of chapter I. Don’t expect more chapters for this story Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My son watched intently as I quickly washed my body, gently stroking his raging hard cock. Watching a boy do himself like that, either absent mindedly or intentionally was fun for me but watching my own flesh and blood do it that first time make my dick throb with anticipation. For me, boys are amazing and wonderful creatures. I can’t think of anything that I don’t like about boys except that they grow up and always way too fast. I love the way the look, the way they move, the way they play, their gesturing and even posturing, and I love their seemingly insatiable curiosity and capacity for sex. Getting to be with a boy sexually is the ultimate experience but when that boy is your son it’s mind blowing. All my opinion you understand, but there it is. We got out and dried off and headed for the bed, taking the speedos with us, Martin in front of me so I could ogle his slender 13 year old boy butt. I was dying to feast in there, and more. I went out and lay the suits on the deck railing then went back and crawled onto the bed alongside my son. When I settled in next to him, Martin moved into my arms and his mouth went to mine like a magnate to metal. My son kissed me like a hungry animal with determination and had we been in battle, the quest would be to destroy. His mouth was wide open, his tongue foraging into my mouth to explore lips, teeth and tongue. He moaned softly was we kissed; his hands busy doing the same thing with my body that his tongue was doing elsewhere. My hands were all over him from the crown of his head to cleft under his incredible butt cheeks. Martin’s skin was so soft and warm and pliable. I could feel the difference in his muscle from the last time that I had held my boy, so could feel the growth in his young body. “I’ve wanted to do that for longer than you’ll ever know daddy,” Martin panted after breaking the kiss, “And it was everything I’ve ever dreamed about,” he added and let his head rest against my chest. “I love being here like this, naked and in your strong arms, being held and loved. I need you daddy,” he said softly, “I need you so much. I need this too, being like this.” “I have been thinking along those same lines son, of being with you like this,” I told him, “holding you, kissing you, loving you.” “Really dad, for how long?” “Just the past few months.” Martin got a perplexed expression on his face. “Just since you moved here then?” I nodded my head. “Well,” he said, “Zack did tell me that you and him did some stuff together so I guess that got you thinking about me in the same way.” I decided to lay it all out for Martin as long as we were on the subject. “It’s not just Zack son. I’ve had sex with every member of the family although I haven’t fucked April because she’ too little for an adult cock. But she’s sucked my cock and I’ve eaten her pussy and I’ve watched both of her brothers fuck her as well as other boys at the Sunday barbecues that we attend.” “I’ve also been with some of those boys, other boys, women and girls and men. This group of people is very into nudism, incest, and sex in general. That sounds rather twisted and weird, I know. On the other hand there is no drug use, very little alcohol use. All of the kids are incredibly polite, cheerful, always willing to help. I haven’t seen any of the usual sibling bickering that is so typical in most families. What does seem to happen is that families are brought closer together and not driven apart like you always hear about. Every one participates because they want to, not because it’s expected of them or forced on them. I would never have believed half of it if I hadn’t seen it.” “You are going to be given the opportunity to be exposed to all of that son, both here with this family as well as the weekend gatherings. Of course if you choose not to participate with the family or attend the weekend gathering, that would be okay too. You can do one and not the other. In either case you and I will find other things to and I’m sure that Zack would be more than happy to join us in those activities. The thing is that nobody will force you, tease you or think any less of you for your decision. It’s important that you know and understand that” “Well I am not going to think about any of the right now daddy,” my son said then reached between us and snagged my hard cock. “This is what I am interested in.” That said he pushed me onto my back and moved his upper body across mine and began licking the head of my cock. “You got a lot of precum dad,” he said over his shoulder then went back to cleaning it off of my cock head. I sighed heavily as Martin took my cock into his mouth and began sucking me while his had gently stroked me. Because of the way he was turned his butt was pretty close to me so I put a hand on his hip and gently rubbed up and down his side, from the back of his head and down to his butt. God I loved my sons’ ass. Martin rearranged his body so that his left hand could jack my cock and his right hand could fondle my balls. I ran my hand down his top leg and came back up with my fingers trailing in the crevice between them. My son lifted his top leg and placed it flat on the calf of his other leg which I took as an invitation to explore the territory. I reached between his legs and found his balls resting against the front of lower thigh. I scooped them up and began fondling them much as he was doing to me. “Oohhh gosh,” I heard Martin moan as I did it, an indication he was doing fine. I pulled the sac back so it hung more to the back where I could see it. I’ve always been attracted to balls and seeing them from behind when a boy is lying down like that; or on his hands and knees and they hang like fruit, or hanging out the back behind his when his legs are closed together was a huge turn on for me. I cupped and tugged on the medium sized eggs then let them lay while my fingers traced along the loose folds of his sac up to its origin. I let my finger explore my son’s puckered hole and earned another moan and a bit of a surprise. His right hand left my balls and went back to pull the top cheek open to give me better access to his core. After a good 10 seconds his hand found mine, quickly isolated my index finger and pushed it against the opening, first rubbing it back and forth then actually pushing the tip into the hole itself. It appeared that my son wanted to be finger fucked. Maybe next time. Using both hands I gently encouraged Martin to stop what he was doing and come back up alongside me. “Why did you stop daddy? I wanted your finger in my hole.” “Because I’m dying to suck on your beautiful cock son.” As I moved down I asked if he’d liked having my finger poking at his hole. “Oh yes, it was great. I was hoping you’d put it inside of me,” he said. I was level with his cock and simply admired it up close. Easily 6 inches long it was a medium girth. His foreskin was partially retracted and it, as well as the swollen head, were bright red. The shaft was lined with blue veins, some of them quite large, and it moved slightly with each beat of Martin’s heart. The hairs were so cute to me, hardly any of them to speak of and as I mentioned the longer ones were right at the base of his cock and growing onto the shaft. Above it dozens of other little nubs were working their way toward being full-fledged hairs of note, many of them very short and lying flat to his pubic bone. I took hold of my son’s raging cock and stroked him, sliding his foreskin back and forth over the swollen head. I could see a slight shininess which I assumed to be precum. The idea that my son was producing sperm excited me greatly; I could hardly wait for him to shoot it into my mouth. I leaned over his belly and lowered my head and took my son’s boner into my mouth and closed down on it and proceeded to give him the first blow job of his life. I bobbed my head up and down, taking more than half of him in my mouth while my tongue swirled all over his sensitive cock head. I jacked his cock as I sucked him, I slid his foreskin all the way up and sucked it like a nipple and when I pulled it back down my lips followed, encasing him once again. I finally let go and began playing with his soft smooth balls and used my other hand to stroke him. Martin moaned softly as I suckled, rubbed my butt with one hand and my hair with the other. It didn’t take long before he gave me the words. “Gosh daddy I’m going to cum really soon I think.” I continued for another half minute then stopped and slid back up alongside him. Martin’s eyes were half closed in lust and another thrill went through my body at the notion that I got to witness such emotion and that I had helped cause it. Not many fathers can make that claim which, when you think about it, is really pretty sad. Martin leaned over and put his mouth against mine again and kissed me with a fury, much like the way Zack kissed me sometimes. I kissed back with as much energy as Martin was putting out and continued to stroke him. As we kissed, moans seemed escort bayan to seep out from him or his body would shake for an instant as his brain processed a spike in emotion. Martin broke the kiss suddenly. “Oh God daddy.” His cock thickened in my hand and we both watched as his cock head spit out a moderately sized glob of sperm that landed above his belly button then another that landed just below it. After that it was mostly oozing. I kept his foreskin retracted so his juice ran down onto my thumb but pretty much stopped there. I finally stopped jacking him off and licked his sperm from my thumb, then from his cock head and then from his belly. Nothing like fresh squeezed gooey boy cum. I lay alongside my son and just watched as he came down off the high of an orgasm, one that I knew had been more intense for him than most because for the first time in his young life it had been induced by someone other than himself. I reached out and put my hand on his chest and gently rubbed all over his torso. His cock was still hard as stone, hanging in the air above his taut belly and still throbbing with each beat of his little heart. Martin finally opened his eyes and turned his head to look at me. His eyes were still half closed, his mouth split into a lopsided smile. “Gosh dad that was pretty incredible. I love having my cock sucked.” I chuckled and told him that there probably wasn’t a male on the planet that didn’t like having his dick sucked. He rolled over and into my arms and rested his head against my shoulder. His hand gently moved up and down along my back, just as mine started to do to him. “I have wanted to be with you like this for so long dad; I can’t even begin to tell you.” Of course he did begin to tell me. “I don’t know when exactly but I know that when I started to learn about sex and my stuff started to grow I felt it even stronger. I’ve heard about boys being with other boys and doing stuff like this and I thought it would be fun but what I really wanted was to be with you. I wanted you to be holding me, kissing me, touching me and making me squirt my sperms out, showing me all of the stuff that guys can do together. I’m so happy right now dad, I don’t want to move.” Then he rolled away from. “But I have to move because I have to make you cum, I have to see your sperm shoot out.” That being said my son slid down the bed and went to work. Had this happened 3 months before I would have shot within a few minutes but since moving here I got my cock sucked on any given weekend by up to 2 dozen boys and girls under the age of 15. I’d had my cock sucked and my balls licked by a 6 year old boy that was amazingly good. As I’ve said before, there were age limits to intercourse with children but that didn’t include oral sex, within reason of course. Younger children were allowed to approach whomever they wanted and not vice versa, or at least generally not vice versa. If a child were to want to engage with an adult it was expected that the adult would acquiesce. To refuse a child was considered bad form. Ce n’est simplement pas fait ; it just wasn’t done. Children were exposed to nudity and sex from birth. For them it was a natural part of life and living and as a result they typically grew up very healthy emotionally. So, having my son sucking my cock, while certainly new to me, wasn’t quite the novelty that it would have been. However he was still my son, still adorably cute, and had the hots for me so I got to where we both wanted me to be quick enough. Martin sucked my cock, he worked from the head to the root with his tongue and lips, licking nuzzling, nipping and just generally exploring. “God you cock is so hard and warm daddy,” my son took a moment to say, then went back to doing what he was doing. Looking down on him, his eyes close, his smooth face, his almost perfect lips and my red tipped rock hard cock, helped bring my heat level up to the sperming stage. “I’m getting close son,” I finally panted. Martin quickly moved to his knees between my spread legs and bent down to suck and stroked me. Without any direction from me his hand his free hand went underneath my sac and hefted my balls to be squeezed and tugged on. “Hold me tighter son, I’m gonna squirt.” And squirt I did. The first squirt was a long blast of white that hit the top of my chest and left a 6 inch slash of cum down my breast bone. A bunch of droplets fell away from the mass and more sperm dribbled out and down onto Martin’s fingers. The second wasn’t nearly so spectacular and ended up on my lower belly, still a large enough volume of goo. From there it was a couple more burps of cum then dribbling and oozing and a fair amount of that. “Wow dad, that’s a lot of sperm and a really cool squirt out. I hope I can do that some day.” Despite being totally impressed my son continued to stroke my cock then gently milked it, clearing the thick tube of any residual cum. Then he surprised me by climbing straight up my body and laying on me, smearing his torso with my sperm. He kissed me heavily then resting his head on the front of my shoulder but took a moment to lick up some of my cum first. “I want you to shoot in my mouth sometime daddy,” he said then snuggled his head against me. I ran my hands up and down his back and needless to say I didn’t avoid his incredible butt. “I like it when you play with my butt daddy,” he murmured against me. “It’s because it’s yours but it’s also an amazing butt Martin,” I murmured back to him. He yawned hugely so we disengaged, wiped the cum off of both of us then went back to bed after pulling the curtains and fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke up to Zack snuggling into my arms. Martin and I had moved away from each other in sleep so I was on my back closer to the side of the bed than the middle where we’d started. As soon as I opened my eye Zack pressed his mouth against mine and kissed me deeply while pressing his fully naked, and hard, torso against mine. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed with as much fervor as he was kissing me. “He’s beautiful like that Connor,” Zack whispered very softly to me. I glance over at my son who on his back, his cock fully erected and the head about half way uncovered from his foreskin. One leg was straight and the other spread out farther and bent at the knee. His balls were at full hang, resting gently against his crotch. He was the epitome of boy. “Do you think he’s going to mind you fucking me? It would be so hot to have Martin watch us fuck,” Zack said and pressed his boner into me for emphasis. “I want Martin to fuck me too,” he informed me and I thought that would be hot, watching my son fuck his first boy. He was going to fuck his first girl too and that would be equally hot. “I’m horny as fuck Connor. I haven’t cum today and I need to bad.” The boys’ voice was almost hoarse from lust. “Do you think Martin would mind if I woke him by sucking his cock?” “Don’t know Zacky but you can try,” I told him. He kissed me again, a deep throated tongue battling kiss and when he pulled away he did it slowly, capturing my lower lip with his teeth and lips and tugging it until he was forced to let go. Zack eyeballed the situation for a second then had me slide down the bed a little bit. He then straddled my face as if we were doing a sixty nine, offering me his deliciously ram rod hard hairless cock then turned his body cock-eyed and leaned over my son. He braced himself with right hand, placing it on the bed on Martin’s far side then lifted my boys’ cock with left hand and lowered his head. Once the cock was captured Zack put his other hand on the bed between Martin’s legs and proceeded to suck my sons’ cock. My own cock was raging hard as I pulled Zacky’s cock down and started sucking him off. About 30 seconds into it Martin moaned. “Gosh daddy that feels really good,” his eyes still closed. I had reached up and was fingering around Zack’s hole and watched as Martin reached out to touch my head, only to discover that it wasn’t my head that was bobbing on his stone hard boner. “Huh,” he uttered and opened his eyes. Zack took his mouth from my son’s cock. “Are you okay with me sucking on you Martin,” he asked in a voice deepened by lust. Martin turned his head to see my face up between Zack’s legs sucking the 11 year old’s boner and fingering his ass. “Yeah,” my son said, “definitely.” Martin just relaxed back and alternated between watching me and watching Zack suck his cock. As predicted it was hot for me. Without saying anything Zack began to move his lower body. He moved his right leg so the foot was flat then raised his ass up in the air. He moved the left leg next to the right foot and knelt then moved the right leg to the other side of Martin and dropped to that knee as well, effectively putting my son into a sixty nine with him. He did it all without taking Martin’s cock out of his mouth. Martin didn’t bat an eyelash but reached up and pulled Zack’s rampant cock down and put his mouth over it. I just watched for almost a minute, thrilled at seeing my son with another boy and more so because Zack was that boy. I moved around on the bed to get different angles and every one of kocaeli escort bayan them was hot. Actually seeing Martin’s lips wrapped around Zack’s boner was incredible. Martin’s eyes were closed and it was very clear to me that he was loving what he was doing. Seeing my son’s hard boner in Zack’s mouth produced similar feelings for me and like my son, Zack’s eyes were closed and I could hear him moaning softly to himself as worked on the 13 year old cock. “Can you do something with my asshole Connor,” Zack asked so I grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand and went to that end of the configuration. I got down and began licking Zack’s hole, working the entire area with fervor. I loved rimming the kid and having my sons’ eyes less than 7 inches away and watching me do it made it that much better. “Gosh dad will you do that to me,” Martin said from below me and I assured him I’d be glad to. I lubed a finger and pushed it inside Zack and began fucking him. I didn’t do it long before adding a second finger. I was hoping that he’d let me fuck him right where he was. Giving my son a bird’s eye view of my big cock fucking another boy would be amazing. Amazing was about to happen. “I need to get fucked Connor,” Zack panted over his shoulder at me, “I need to get fucked right now.” He went back to sucking Martin’s cock. I backed away and saw my son looking up at me with a grin on his face, or at least as much of a grin as having a hard cock in his mouth would allow. I poured some lube on my cock then wiped the excess around Zack’s puckered hole and got into position. I touched my swollen cock head to the muscle then prodded at him a little it then rubbed the head around on the underside of his balls before going back to the hole. “Quit fucking around and get to fuckin,” the boy said and even he could barely stop himself from laughing. I put the head back at the hole, pushed, and slipped right inside the boy. I stopped but Zack told me to put it all the way in and a moment later my moss was poking his ass. Hands on his slender hips I started to fuck the boy, slow and steady. I felt movement then Martin’s hand cupping my balls and fondling as I fucked. “That looks amazing from down here dad,” he said. He let his hand travel back and actually touched my hole with his fingers which surprised me. Zack appeared to stop sucking on Martin’s cock and just let his head rest at my sons ‘crotch. Of course he could have been doing any number of things with his mouth and lips. “God I love having you fuck me Connor,” Zack moaned. “Your cock feels so good in my ass; it’s the best.” I began moving into the boy from the side, pushing in tight and holding it there then grinding my ass around a little bit then going back to fucking him. Truth be told I loved fucking Zack. He was cute, cuddly and so eminently fuckable and since he loved having me fuck him, it made it even that much better. I knew that Martin was going to be the same way. I knew that fucking my young son was going to be just as incredible if not more so and I could hardly wait. “I’m getting close to cumming Connor, make me cum, make cum from fucking me fuck me hard Connor, fuck my tight little ass real hard. Oh God that feels good; so fucking good with you fucking me.” I felt my balls start to tingle along with the rest of the familiar feelings of impending orgasm. “Cum in my mouth if you can Martin, okay, cum in my mouth.” Zack went back to sucking my son and since he was balanced on one hand I knew he was playing with Martin’s balls or trying to get at his virgin hole. “I’m getting close Zack, I’m getting close to filling your ass with my sperm. I’m going to breed you baby. You’re such a tight fuck Zack, I love fucking you more than any other boy. My fat cock is happiest when it’s in your little asshole and fucking you Zack. Here it comes Zacky, I’m gonna cum I’m gonna shoot my sperm in your asshole, Oohhh fuuuuck,” I finally groaned and began firing jet after jet of warm thick cum into the 11 year old boys’ body. Zack was rocking back into me as I fucked him and moaning loudly with each thrust. I heard Martin grunt and figured that he had cum and a second later I felt Zack’s asshole constrict on my cock and he uttered a squeal that sounded much like a little girl. I continued to fuck him but of course I slowed down and Martin had already started to crawl out from underneath him. My son moved up alongside me, put an arm around my waist and offered his mouth for a kiss, which I dutifully gave him. “That was amazing to watch dad,” he said with a grin. “It was amazing to get too,” Zack said over his shoulder to us. “Does it make you want to get fucked Martin? Better yet does it make you want to get fucked by your dad?” Martin grinned at me again and nodded his head. “Yeah, it does.” “Yeah to which,” Zack asked. “Yeah to both,” my son replied. “Well then, maybe I can be your first fuck, after your daddy that is.” I told Zack I was pulling out of him, got an okay, then did so and as soon as I was clear he rolled onto his back and pulled his legs back. I got between his legs and began licking and slurping at his opened hole, cleaning up my leaking sperm. “Eeww dad, why would you do that,” Martin asked. Zack told him because it was hot for both of them. Martin turned back the other way to have eye contact with Zack who reached an arm out to my son. “Do you like to kiss,” Zack asked as Martin moved up toward his head. “Yeah, I guess, but I’m not very good at it.” “Practice, practice, practice,” my soccer coach always says,” Zack responded. “Mine too,” Martin said as he moved in close and a moment later the two boys were involved in a fairly deep kiss. Zack’s hands were moving all over Martin’s back and down onto my son’s very hot butt. I was immediately jealous, of both boys, but chuckled and let it go. I finished with Zack and moved away and got treated with one of the most delectable sights in the world, in my opinion. Martin was lying face down, his upper body resting on Zack’s as they kissed. One of his legs was straight and the other bent at the knee and pulled up so that the knee rested against Zack’s hip. It opened Martin’s legs quite a bit so what I saw was his entire butt crack bracketed by the terrific globes of his small butt. His puckered hole was barely visible, the slight pink tone of the wrinkled muscle a contrast to the brown skin surrounding it and then the white of rest of his body. The second part of the treat and most important to me were the small folds of skin that began just below his boy pussy and began to form the sac for his balls. It culminated in the sight of his balls resting on the bed in a puddle of skin and therein was what turned me on the most. That entire view made my heart flutter and cock twitch. It was beautiful. I moved in closer and began rubbing my son’s butt, trailing my fingers in his crack and down the sensitive underside of the skin to the beautifully formed eggs on the bed. Martin moaned and moved one leg even wider than it was. I allowed a finger to focus on his hole, to rub back and forth across the puckered muscle. “Put your finger in me daddy,” Martin commanded in a husky voice, “put a finger in my butthole.” I fully intended to but not first. I lay between my son’s spread legs and pulled his cheeks open and began gorging on his rosebud. Diving into my son’s asshole was exciting, was hot as hell, and made my softening cock reverse direction and fill back up with boner producing blood. Martin moaned as I rimmed him which caused him to kiss Zack more fervently. My son reached out and down and took hold of Zack’s still hard cock and began stroking it, sliding the foreskin back and forth over the swollen head. Martin then moved his body and maneuvered himself to his knees in order to push his ass backwards into my face, offering himself to me. My cock got harder, knowing what my son wanted, knowing that he wanted and needed his daddy to fuck him. And fuck the boy his daddy would most certainly do. I stopped rimming him long enough to grab the lube and watch the boys make out. Seriously they went after each other with a vengeance it seemed, the overwhelming interaction that almost looked like violence but was in reality intense passion. I could hear their moans, grunts, or panting mix with the sloppy wet sound of kissing as the ecstasy of lust flooded their young bodies. I put my mouth back at Martin’s hole and licked some more, reveling in the texture’s and the flavor of my son’s young body. I moved to the underside of his smooth nuts with my tongue while I slipped a lubed finger into his entrance causing him to gasp audibly at the violation of his most secret spot. I pushed all the way inside of him then started working his hole. I found his prostate right off the bat of course and manage to run my finger back and forth over the little lump. “Oh god daddy,” Martin moaned. He had stopped kissing Zack’s face but Zack continued to kiss, lick and nibble at my son’s neck which kept my boy moaning and not always softly. Martin kept pushing his butt back into me, forcing my finger into his ass. I worked a second finger kocaeli escort into him, stretching his hole farther and getting more moans. “Daddy, put your cock into me,” he finally said. “I need your cock in me daddy.” I quickly lubed my cock with one hand while the other continued to stimulate my sons’ prostate. I could have moved him into a different position and in fact would have loved to watch his beautiful face while I fucked him but this was going to be hot enough. Besides, he and Zack had gone back to making out with as much fury as before. As I lined up to enter my son I noticed that Zack’s raging hard cock was right there for the stroking and make a mental note if it. “Hurry daddy, I need it,” my son called out again, his voice even deeper than before. I lined my cock up next to my hand, pulled my fingers out and shoved my cock in. “Oh god daddy, oh god,” Martin groaned. Then he did a strange thing. With me still embedded in his ass he started to move sideways. I moved with him until he was completely above Zack with his legs between the younger boys’ legs. He then slowly lowered himself until his body was resting on Zack’s. I could see that Martin’s cock lined up alongside the young hot boy’s cock, Zack’s balls hanging between his own thighs. Martin gently moved his legs wider, which forced Zack to spread his legs too. “Now put it all the way in me daddy.” I did as he asked and buried my cock as far into my son as I could go. Despite having cum barely 15 minutes before I thought I was going to blow when my balls rested against Zack’s body and my hairs were mashed against my young sons’ butt. God, I was buried as deep into my son’s ass as I could possibly go. Society, the laws, religions, all said that what I was doing was taboo. Maybe that’s the reason that it felt so damned good, because it was my son that I was breeding not some random asshole. Staying on my knees, I pried Martin’s cheeks apart and started to fuck him, reveling in the feel of his tight hole against my cock and the sight of it as well. I wasn’t getting much of a throw, about half the length of my dick but it was enough to garner moans from my baby boy. “Do you like it Martin,” Zack asked in a soft voice. “Do you like having your daddy’s cock buried inside your ass? Do you like your daddy fucking you?” “Oh god yes I do. I love it,” my son whispered back. I fucked Martin for a good minute or 2, the position one that I had not only never done, I’d never even seen before. Finally Zacky called a halt. “You should fuck your son on his back Connor so you can both see each other’s face,” the boy suggested. “Martin needs to be fucked good and proper like a boy is s’pose to be fucked.” I thought I was an excellent idea but before I could move Zack started giving directions. “Back off of me Martin but keep your dad’s cock inside you,” he said. My son did as requested and Zack moved out from underneath him. “We’re gonna do the same kind of thing you and me do Connor, going from my back to a sitting position but we’re gonna do it in reverse. Okay?” I figured that was where it was headed and was more than game for it. Sexual acrobatics were always fun. With my arm around my son’s waist I maneuvered myself into a sitting position and then onto my back. Zack gave Martin directions to turn around, pivoting on my fat cock. When he was turned around Zack gave my son directions to raise one leg up over my head, which he did, and was then facing me. “This is a real good position to fuck in for you Martin cuz you can control the motion,” Zack explained, then encourage Martin to give it a try. My son managed to get his knees underneath him and started the motion. “How do you like that Martin,” Zack asked. “Wow, it’s really fun. “We’re going to have to try it sometime dad,” he said. I pointed out that we were trying it. Zack pointed out that his legs got tired after a bit so he always changed into a different position, which I could attest to. Without being told I started moving into a sitting position and when I got there my boy wrapped his arms around me tightly and began kissing all over my face then plastered his mouth against mine with the same passion that he and Zack had been kissing shortly before that. I kissed my son back with equal passion, my hands moving all over his back and down onto his tender little butt. “Jeez, I feel out of place,” Zack said, “Maybe I should leave you two alone.” Martin broke the kiss and the embrace immediately. “Don’t you dare,” he said forcefully. He turned his head and finding the 11 year old, grabbed Zack’s hand and pulled. Zack came into our embrace and Martin kissed him in the same manner as before. Since he was right there I leaned over and kissed on Zack’s neck, causing him to shiver and shake a little. I let my hand roam down onto Zack’s ass to feel and rub the small orbs. God he had delicious butt; he and Martin both. “You started this, you gotta stick around and finish it,” my 13 year old said, which caused Zackster to grin. “I love being like this with you daddy,” Martin said, turning his attention back to me. “Being this close to hugs and kiss and have your cock in my butt is the best.” He kissed me on the lips then said, “But now you have to fuck me the right way.” I had Martin wrap his legs around my waist and arms around my neck then got to my knees and gently lowered him to the bed. “Do you want to suck on Zack a little bit,” I asked him and the grin that split his face told me the answer. I put my hands behind my son’s knees which pushed his legs open as well as back. I had a great view of my cock sliding in and out of his young body, of his balls resting in a puddle atop his pelvis and his beautiful almost hairless cock bobbing slightly as I fucked him. Zack offered Martin his cock from the side so Martin turned his head in order to suck him. To say that the sight was incredible would not do it justice. Fucking my son while he got his cock sucked was, well, fucking hot. I got another steady little rhythm going, pulling out and pushing back inside of him. Zack pulled away from Martin then quickly turned, straddled my son’s face and leaned down to suckle Martin’s cock. I rubbed Zack’s head as he sucked and I swear I heard the kid purr. At the other end it looked like my son was going for Zack’s hole and a second later Zack moaned. “Oh yeah Martin wash my hole. Fuck that feels good.” He then went right back to sucking the boy. I continue to fuck my son, pulling well over half way out of him before sliding back inside. I picked up speed a little bit and could hear Martin start to grunt in response. I don’t know what else to say except this went on for a good 5 minutes before Martin said that he might be getting close to cumming. Zack immediately moved out of the way and told me to go ahead, knowing what needed to be done. I dropped my arm under his legs then leaned forward on the bed, placing my hands flat about level with Martin’s chest. It was then that I began to fuck my son in earnest. I hammered his ass hole, pulling out almost all the way then slamming back inside of him. The force of my thrusts moved him on the bed sheets and caused him to grunt loudly each time I bottomed out inside of him. “God that’s hot to watch Connor,” Zack commented from the side as he stroked his own raging cock. I moved my ass around, trying to create new and different feelings for my boy. It wasn’t long before we were both panting. “This feels so good daddy,” he moaned, “so, so, good. I could have you fuck me forever.” Well I would have liked to except that I felt my orgasm building. “I’m getting there baby boy,” I said in a husky voice as I slammed back inside of him. Martin reached down between us and began jacking off. I leaned forward and we kissed for a moment but I didn’t miss a beat with him. As my sperming got closer I fucked him harder. I didn’t go as fast perhaps but I sure rammed my cock into him. All of a sudden Martin squealed, almost like a girl, and groaned. I felt his asshole grip my cock like a vice each time his body convulsed. That was all it took to shove me over the edge. “Here you go sweet boy,” I groaned and began injecting my son’s ass with my sperm. The entire notion of my sperm going into my son helped make the orgasm better than it would have been otherwise. Martin’s legs were wrapped around my waist again and he rode me like a bronco, trying to push his waist up to meet my thrusts. “Fuck,” Zack groaned beside us and a second later he too was vibrating from his own orgasm. I continued to fuck my son but of course things slowed down and eventually ground to a halt, no pun intended. We were both panting, Zack too, and things were quiet for a solid minute. “Wow,” Martin said then was quiet again. I let his legs down and lowered my body to his, keeping my weight off of him. He hugged and kissed me. “I love you so much daddy. Thank you for this, it means so much to me.” “It means a lot to me too son,” I whispered and kissed him back then rested my head against his shoulder. “Come join us in the hug Zack,” Martin said and a moment later the hot little boy was right in there snuggled up with us. “Do you think your dad would let you stay over here for a couple of days Zack,” my son asked, then looked at me and asked if that was okay. I was fine with it. “Yeah, he will; no problem there. Of course my brother and sisters are gonna be jealous but hey, fuck it.”

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