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Subject: Raising Boys 39 Thanks for all your responses to this story. Comments, questions or even criticism are always welcome at hoo Please remember that Nifty needs our donations to continue to provide these wonderful stories. A special thanks to the generous readers who have made contributions in our name to non-profits which support children in crisis and to those who have made donations in our name to Nifty. It is the season of giving. I hope we can all find it in our hearts to do what we can to support the wonderful gift of stories found on this site. Again, thank fty/donate.html RAISING BOYS 39 Just a few minutes after I had sucked Stewart off in the hot tub, Ren, Jack, and Bradley showed up. I realized they could easily have walked up and caught me doing Stew. The thought of that actually turned me on. We asked how their practice had been . Ren said he enjoyed it. “You should have enjoyed it,” Bradley said. “Your kid beat all the guys on the college team except Bradley in the 100 breast stroke,” Jack said. “Of course I wasn’t swimming as Coach had asked me to time them. I’m sure I could have beaten him, he chuckled. “Ren, you really did that?” I asked. “Yeah, dad,” he said, blushing. “It’s not a big deal. “We better head to bed,” Jack said. “Coach is killing us with another early practice.” We said good night to the boys, closed the hot tub and turned off the outside lights. All three of us quietly went upstairs together, stopping in Landry’s room. Kurt was there with them. He reported he had just finished reading to them. Both boys said they had really loved the book and made Kurt promise he would continue tomorrow night. We all four kissed the little ones and left their room, turning off the light and leaving the door ajar. We thanked Kurt for reading to the boys and he said he had really enjoyed it. Ren said he was sorry he had missed it and that he still loved having someone read to him. Ren invited us into his room to see the singlet Kurt had given him earlier. I could tell the kid was up to something and I had a pretty good idea what it was. I asked Ren if he didn’t want to try on the singlet. He said he would love to. We all sat down on Ren’s bed. I could see that Kurt was uncomfortable as he was still naked from his reading session with the boys. He had both hands in his lap as Ren took off his shirt, taking his time with his arms raised, showing his big boy pits. He then took off his plaid shorts, leaving him in only in his black boxer shorts. He was showing an obvious tent as were Stewart and I dressed in nothing but our towels. I reached over and took one of Kurt’s hands out of his lap. I let his hand rest on his thigh, exposing the man’s hard, cut dick. He blushed deeply but he did not move his hand back to cover himself. I stood briefly and dropped my towel to the floor, exposing my hardon. Stewart did the same, exposing his thick pubes and tumescent cock. Ren lowered his briefs. When the waistband passed below his bush, his cock snapped up, standing proudly straight out in front of the boy. I heard a soft gasp from Kurt as the boy freed his hardon. He made no attempt to hide it. He was proud of his body now. He smiled at Kurt as he lowered them to his ankles and stepped out of them, leaving him totally and completely naked in front of three adult naked men. “Thanks so much for the singlet, Kurt,” Ren said with a smile as he put first one and then the other foot into the singlet. Kurt nodded but said nothing. I wondered just how many times during his time on earth he had looked at beauty, knowing he was not allowed to touch. I knew how much the man wanted to touch my boy. “Kurt, why don’t you give him a hand?” I said. We all knew I was giving him permission to touch my boy � to love my boy. He hesitated, looking to me as if he didn’t believe this moment was happening. I smiled and nodded. He stood up as Ren stepped up to him. We watched as Kurt gently pulled the singlet up his legs. When it was time to pull the singlet over the boy’s thick pubic bush, he looked again at me. I again nodded. It was if a change occurred in the man at that moment. With strong hands he pulled the singlet up on the boy, helping him get his arms through the holes. When he had the singlet on, he pulled Kurt in and kissed him deeply on t he mouth. Kurt looked at me with a panicked expression as if he was afraid I might slug him. Instead, I also kissed him. “Love my boy, Kurt,” I said. “Love him like I love him.” I took Stewart’s hand and we silently left the room, closing the door. When we got to our bedroom, Stewart kissed me. It was long and wet. I thought he was going to say something, but instead he kissed me again, longer and deeper than before. He led me to the bed and lay me down on my back. Without a word, he spread my legs and got on his knees between them. With no further foreplay, he impaled his mouth on my hard cock, taking it to the very root. He began slow up and down, in and out, movements. His hands were holding mine pinned to the bed on my sides. It was wonderful as I watched this man just suck my cock. I knew he wanted my seed. He quickened his movement and I felt my balls beginning to get ready to feed him. I started thrusting and he met my thrusts without flinching. I delivered my load into his throat, moaning as I did it. He kept very still, holding my cock in his mouth for a couple of minutes. I realized he had learned that my cock is really hypersensitive after I shoot and any movement is really painful. He let that time pass, then I felt him slide his wet mouth off my spent cock, kissing and nibbling my foreskin as he left it and moved up beside me. “Thank you,” I said softly. “Can I ask you a question?” I asked him. “You can ask me anything in the world,” he replied. “Who’s been giving you cocksucking lessons?” I asked. We immediately started laughing as he hit me over the head with a pillow. A brief wrestling match ensued until he had me pinned with my hands again immobilized beside me. He again kissed me. He released my hands and turned onto his back, putting his arm around me and pulling me as close as our two bodies could get. I loved feeling his pit on my shoulder and I began with one hand to rub his chest, running my fingers through his chest hair, as my sons seemed to love doing with me. In minutes, I heard his breathing become even. I knew he was sleeping. I followed shortly thereafter. Neither of us stirred until my alarm went off. Our boys must have heard it too because within minutes they were in bed with us. “Any boys here want to shower with their fathers?” Stew asked. We all knew what the answers would be. Each of us picked up our naked boys and all four us, naked together, headed to the bathroom. I hit the shower to start the water warming as I joined Stewart at the toilet for a morning pee. Both boys were chuckling at their naked dads holding their cocks and having a pee. I decided they might enjoy a little swordplay so I crossed Stew’s stream with my own. This started the boys giggling and soon they both had to pee. As we were finished by then, we stood both boys in the shower and told them to have at it. They started peeing in the shower. Then Landry decided to have some fun so he aimed his little Willy at Flynn’s leg, hitting him with his pee. That spurred a pee battle as the boys emptied their bladders on each other. Their laughter was exceeded only by that of their fathers. We all shampooed together, then I knelt to wash Landry while Stewart bathed Flynn. When we finished, we wrapped them in towels and threw them onto the bed while we dried and dressed. Stewart took them to Landry’s room to dress them while I went down to start breakfast. To my surprise, I found an already showered and dressed Ren and Kurt putting a breakfast casserole into the oven. The coffee was made and Kurt poured me a cut as my son came in for a hug and a morning kiss. I shared a hug with Kurt and thanked them. Kurt said he loved cooking. He said one of his favorite things was fixing breakfast casseroles. I told him that eating breakfast casseroles was one of our favorite things. Ren and Kurt then resumed, as I drank my coffee, a conversation they had been having before I came downstairs. Kurt had been explaining to Ren some basics about how pipe organs worked. It was interesting information and Ren had a couple of really intelligent questions on the subject which Kurt answered handily. “You know,” Kurt said, “this kid is so much more than a pretty face. He’s one of the brightest kids I’ve ever been around. A real pleasure.” “You’ll get no argument here,” I chuckled as Ren blushed a little. “I sometimes have to pinch myself to remind myself this is real and he’s really my own son.” “Hey,” Ren said, “You guys are embarrassing me. Kurt’s the one with the talent. You should hear his French accent when he reads the words of Jean Valjean. It makes the book come alive.” “So you guys actually did some reading last night?” I chuckled. It was Kurt’s time to blush. Kurt put his arm around Ren. “You’re a really lucky man,” he said. At that time Stewart came down the steps carrying two wiggling boys. Each was eager to get hugs and kisses from Ren and Kurt. “Cinnamon buns?” asked Flynn. “You betcha!” Ren said. Kurt and I got those when we went to his apartment yesterday. He loves them as much as we do. After a brief blessing by Stewart, we all tasted our breakfast. The casserole was delicious. Ren was telling Stewart about the information on pipe organs he had been learning. The boy seemed to find the subject fascinating, or he found the man who had shared the information fascinating. Either way, I was proud of my kid’s ability to process information and ask intelligent questions I would never have thought of. “You know,” Stewart said, “There is an extra seat on the plane in the morning. Ren, would you like to go if your dad said okay to it?” he asked. “Dad?” Ren was looking at me for an answer. “First of all, you would be missing two days of school,” I said. “Do you think that might be a problem?” “I don’t think so,” he said. “As a matter of fact, I have a five page paper due in two weeks on a subject of my choosing. I think I’d like to do it on pipe organs. I don’t have any tests or quizzes coming up and I’m sure I could make up any work. Dad, I know you aren’t comfortable with small planes and I would never want to worry you.” “Son,” I said, “you’re right that I’m not comfortable with small planes but the last thing I ever want to do is limit your opportunities or in any way shut down your instinct to learn. If this is something you’d really like to do, I’m good with it. I know you couldn’t be in better hands than those of Kurt and Stewart.” He came in and hugged me. He then hugged Stewart and Kurt. I knew my boy was in good hands. Nonetheless… Stewart suggested he take the little ones to school so that Kurt and I might take Ren and clear the absences with his teachers. We got the little ones off with Stewart after repeated hugs and a promise from Kurt they would get more Hardy Boys tonight at bedtime. Before we left I decided to call Gil to see if he might get a sitter and join us for our little skinny-dip party with Clifford and his boys. He answered on the second ring, sounding chipper. I told him about our guests and invited him. I told him I was planning to catch up to Casper when I dropped Ren to see if he might like to join us too. “Rob, I’d love to join you,” he said. “I think I can speak for my boy Casper in saying he’d love it as well. He’s sitting right here at the table nodding so I think we’re good to go. Sam and Bea and the girls were already planning a shopping trip to find dresses for Meg and Beth for the fall dance. I think they’re heading out for Birmingham immediately after school so they told us guys we were on our own for dinner tonight. This is great!” We headed for Ren’s school. I went into the principal’s office. I had only met Ms. Walden briefly once before, but I found her very welcoming. She thought the trip for Ren was a great idea. She had herself minored in organ in college and said she would love to see the paper he did after his trip. I assured her she would receive a copy. She said she would send notifications to each of his teachers that his absences were excused and would have them email her any assignments so that I could pick them up in her office on Friday at the end of the school day. I was surprised t just how sharp she was and the handle she seemed to have on the school. I had considered enrolling the boys in a private school at the beginning of the year but had elected to give public school a try. There was one private school in the city which was not affiliated with any church and it had an excellent academic reputation. In the past few years, there were any number of rumors about drug use among the affluent kids who attended and even a couple of suicides which had been linked to academic pressure. My decision not to send them to the Scott School had been escort kocaeli largely influenced by Coach and I had no reason to doubt that decision. I hugged my boy and Kurt and I took off to begin our day. As we were leaving I ran into Gil. After introducing him and Casper to Kurt, he told me how much they were looking forward to being with us this afternoon. Gil said he had planned to take off from the office early to spend the afternoon with Casper since the girls were leaving town. I knew AI had to hit the market but I thought the idea of another cup of coffee might be nice. Kurt agreed so we went to a small place near the school. Seattle Brew served a nice cup of coffee and Kurt and I found a table in a quiet corner of the shop. “Ren is really excited about this trip with you and Stewart,” I said. “He’s such a great kid,” Kurt added. “Any father would be proud to have him. I’m proud just to know him. He really loves learning.” “I know he’s crazy about you too, Kurt,” I said. “As far as he’s concerned he now has another dad in you. I think you know how important I think a dad’s love is for a boy.” “I am honored and humbled by the trust you put in me and I will never, ever betray your trust or your boy,” he said. “I know that,” I said. “To be honest I was surprised you guys got any reading done last night,” I chuckled. “I know what a sexy boy my son is, Kurt and I can pretty much tell when he’s wanting or needing some daddy time.” “You’re right,” he said. “I was feeling very tempted but I still have some old ideas. Don’t forget where I went to school and how much bullshit I marinated in for years. As tempting as it was I was determined not to give in to my lust. I knew I loved that kid and I had too much respect for you to ever do anything to dishonor that. So we kissed a bit and I wanted him so much but I felt guilty. I managed to talk him into letting me read to him. So we got in bed together. I will tell you, I’ve never wanted to touch another body to kiss another guy, to do all those things than I did with Ren. But I was feeling so incredibly guilty. So he let me read to him. It was a joy to read to this beautiful boy as he twirled my chest hair. We finished the chapter and I turned out the light. I was holding him and I had never felt more content in my life. Then he asked me something. He asked me why it was wrong for people w ho love one another not to want to give them pleasure. I had no answer for him. Call it an epiphany, call it whatever, but I realized this boy had revealed something to me. There is no reason not to give pleasure to someone you love. Then he kissed me. I knew that it was right and it was good and it was sweet and it was hot and it was perfect. I’ve never slept like I did afterward. Then when I awoke this morning, the first thing I saw was his smile and him wanting a kiss. He’s an angel. That’s what he is.” “He’s certainly been an angel for me,” I said. I shared with Kurt what we had been through with his mother’s illness, my travel, the evil grandmother, I told him the whole story. He found it pretty unbelievable that this could be the same boy who was so afraid I would leave him and who was so ashamed of his own little body. I also told Kurt about my own estrangement from my dad and my relationship with Coach Jordan. By the time we finished our coffee, I knew that we were friends with total trust in the other. I told him about Clifford and his boys who were coming for a swim and dinner this afternoon. He said he hoped they would still be there when Stew and he got home. He said they had a committee meeting at church at six. Stew hadn’t mentioned it or if he did I had forgotten. I wasn’t even sure I had told Stewart about our guests. I told Kurt I would have plenty of food whenever they got home. I told Kurt I needed to check with Derrick and Jack who were doing my secret construction project in my basement. He wanted to hear about it so I filled him in as we picked up groceries for the evening. When we got home and had everything put away, we headed downstairs through the pantry to see how things were going. We were met by both guys who seemed to be finishing the job of removing the old sheetrock. Everything was covered in dust including them. Jack was wearing only a pair of boxer shorts and derrick had on a white jockstrap. Derrick started looking for his jeans but I assured him it was fine � that we were a house of boys and men and he was wearing more than we usually had on around the house. Derrick explained that the work got so dirty, their clothes just got covered in dust to the point that their jeans got too heavy. I certainly didn’t mind as I found Derrick’s body some of the best eye candy I’d seen. He was very muscular with a farmer’s tan. It was apparent he was outside a lot. His extremities were dark but that meaty butt was white as cream. Jack was a smaller guy but quite handsome and very hairy. The sheet rock dust made it look as if his body was covered in hair the color of Santa’s beard. I introduced Kurt and I could see he liked the looks of these two as much as I did. “Guys, the invitation stands to use the pool at any time. You don’t even need suits around here as long as it’s just us guys which is most of the time,” I said. “Shit, “Derrick chuckled, “we may just take you up on that today when we finish with this mess. I know it looks like a bomb went off but you can trust me. Things will start taking shape in the next few days. I’m excited about the project. I made the change in the sauna you wanted and in the whirlpool. You’re going to have a very, very nice set up here.” “Thanks, Derrick,” I said, “for your hard work and your enthusiasm. I know working the shorter day must be a hardship but please know how much I appreciate it.” “Don’t worry about that,” he said. “The shorter workday gives me a time to check up on all our other projects. I’d love to bring my son over to see it when we’re finished with the work if you wouldn’t mind.” “Feel free to bring him to see it or bring them to use it,” I said. “You’re doing a great job. Just know you’re appreciated. ” “Thanks buddy,” Derrick said. “And we may take you up on using the pool in a little bit,” he said. “Just don’t be surprised by naked boys and men,” I chuckled.” “Hell, I’ve spent half my life in locker rooms,” Derrick said, “and Jack likes hanging out in the showers.” We all laughed but I definitely saw Jack’s face redden. Kurt and I went back up to the kitchen where we worked for a while, preparing the burgers, marinating the chicken breasts and scoring the hot dogs and putting them in my special sauce. We then prepared a large salad and mixed up a huge pot of baked beans and put them in the oven to bake slowly. It was my mom’s baked bean recipe where they cooked for hours with bacon, brown sugar and maple syrup, onions, green peppers and red pepper flakes. They would make the house smell terrific as they baked. As we worked, I asked Kurt if he picked up any vibes from the two guys downstairs. “Oh yeah,” he said. “You know I told you I went down to the farm equipment dealership but never got the nerve to go in?” he asked. “I saw those two go in several times, so I know there’s that.” I hoped to get a chance to see those two at play before they finished working in my house. I looked out to see Alejandro working one of the beds near the patio. I grabbed Kurt and we went out to speak to the man. They had seen one another at church and had met briefly. I explained Kurt was staying with us. I told Kurt that Alejandro had three handsome sons of his own. I told Alejandro that a friend of mine was visiting this weekend and I would love for him and his sons to meet him. I asked if they might be free to come over Saturday afternoon for a swim and stay for dinner. He accepted the invitation. He said he was hoping I might bring my boys over on Sunday afternoon to ride horses. I told him none of us knew much about that but I accepted his invitation. Kurt started asking questions about the horses and I realized he was no stranger to the subject. Alejandro extended his invitation to include Kurt and to my friend if he was still in town. I told him we would look forward to it. I knew that meant a trip to buy some boots for myself and all the boys. Alejandro told me he was on his way to Jack’s family home to meet with a fountain designer. Bea had decided the original fountain in the center of the pool � the one with the dolphins � was just too tacky and had to go. He was meeting with a designer of such things and was very excited. He said he continued to marvel at Bea’s eye for design and said he really felt the home would be a showplace by the time it hit the market. I told Alejandro that our plans for Thursday would have to be postponed as Ren was leaving on a brief trip with Stewart. He said he understood and we could reschedule any time. “I know Yugo is eager and so is Javi for his own reasons, but it important these boys learn patience,” he said. “I know Ren is ready as well and I don’t want to delay a minute longer than we have to,” I said. Kurt had no idea what this discussion was referring to and I didn’t let on. I was afraid if he had any idea we were talking about busting our own sons’ cherries, he might have freaked out. Kurt and I each had a salad for lunch and decided some pool time might be nice before time to get our boys. He went upstairs to get rid of his clothes. I undressed there in the kitchen and grabbed a couple of cold bottles of water. I headed down the stairs. I tapped on the door and was told to come on in. I walked in naked and handed the water bottles to the two guys, still covered in white dust. Jack was still wearing only the boxer briefs and Derrick was still in that white jockstrap. The pouch looked a little fuller than before and I got the feeling he enjoyed being looked at. “Thought you guys might need a little hydration down here,” I said. “Kurt and I have decided to hit the pool since no one else is around. You’re still welcome to join us.” “Thanks, buddy,” Derrick said. “We just may do that.” I could feel Jack’s eyes on my cock as we talked. I didn’t get any feel from Derrick but I was almost certain Jack was willing to play. I went up and Kurt was in the kitchen. He was naked and ready to get some sun. I told him I had again invited the guys from downstairs. He smiled. I knew he was enjoying this. We grabbed towels and spread them out on one of the double chaises. We lay down, sharing the large chaise. The sun felt wonderful on my skin. The combination of sun and suntain oil tends to make me horny. Not ohmygodineedtocumnow horny but a lazy kind of slow horny. My cock wasn’t really hard but I could feel the thickness in it. I began to rub my hairy tummy. I was aware that Kurt was watching me and I liked that. My eyes were mostly closed, but I had visions of Kurt the night before in bed with my naked son and stroking him. As I imagined how Kurt might have put his mouth on my boy, I began slowly rubbing my cock. I was gently tugging on the foreskin. I could see that Kurt was hard now, his nice cock standing straight out from his tummy. I decided to see if Kurt was feeling a little adventurous. He had made it clear he had only done oral before and he had no experience with any buttstuff. As a matter of fact, when we had played at the pool before, I had opened my legs to him but he hadn’t taken the bait. I reached over and began to fondle his hairy nut sack. He moaned. That feels good,” he said softly. I would drop my hand a little lower as if I were going for his hole and he would hold his legs together. I had a pretty strong hunch his man hole might never have been seen or touched . I turned toward him and kissed him. His dick twitched. I went back to fondling his nuts. I began to lick his nipple and he was moaning again as I continued fondling his hairy sac. “Do you trust me, Kurt?” I asked. “Of course I do, Robbie,” he said. “Then let me make you feel good,” I said. I moved into a kneeling position with my head at his crotch. I sucked him for a minute or so as he moaned. I began to pry his legs apart as I licked and sucked his balls. He resisted, trying to keep his legs close together. “Relax,” I said. He did. I could feel his legs relax. I continued to gently fondle his ball sac, occasionally I would let my index finger drop down to stroke his perineum. Anytime I did, I felt his legs tighten up. I could feel his butt cheeks clench any time I got even close to his hole. “Hey, bud,” I said. “I’m curious. You seem uncomfortable whenever I get close to your hole. You don’t even seem to like having your butt cheeks rubbed.” He was blushing. “I don’t mean to embarrass you,” I said. If you’re not comfortable with any butt stuff, I would never push you. I just want to make sure you know how much pleasure you could be missing.” “I’ve always thought it was nasty,” he said. “I’ve never shared this with anyone, but when my dad caught me masturbating, I had a finger in my hole. He shamed me kocaeli anal yapan escort so badly, I guess I’ve never gotten over that.” “I understand how those things happen,” I said. “Fortunately the coach who taught me stuff loved using my hole. I found it pleasurable back then but I didn’t do any butt stuff for a long time. Until recently. It’s even better than I remembered it being.” “I think I might be willing to try it. Maybe with someone I trust,” he said quietly. “Who do you trust?” I asked. “You,” he said. “If you don’t like what I’m doing, just tell me to stop,” I said. “You won’t have to say it twice. That’s a promise.” “I believe you,” he said. “Good,” I said. “Now I want to see your hole, Kurt,” I said. “Lie down on your back and raise your knees up to your chest. Don’t be shy, I’m just going to look at it first. Has anyone ever looked at your hole, son?” “No, sir,” he whispered. “I’m just going to look before I touch” I said. “You’re going to show me your most private place. Just relax and let me look.” He had done as I asked. He was on his back on the chaise and he had raised his knees to his chest. hIs private place was exposed. “That’s a beautiful hole, buddy,” I said. “It’s nice and hairy all around it and it looks like a little pink starfish.” I was speaking quietly and I could tell he was relaxing. I licked his hairy balls and he moaned softly. “That feels so good,” he said. “I’m going to make you feel good, buddy,” I said. I put my index finger to his lips and told him to suck on it. He did. He took it all the way in without gagging. I told him to get it nice and wet. “Get it nice and wet, buddy because I’m going to put the very tip in your beautiful hole,” I said. He did as I asked and got my finger nice and slick. I could tell he was tensing up a little bit as I removed my finger and put my face near his hole. I knew he was expecting my finger to enter him. It didn’t. I began to lick his clean, pink hole. He immediately relaxed and started softly moaning. He wanted to stroke his cock but I wouldn’t let him. “Be patient, buddy,” I whispered. “Let me please you.” He was wiggling as I continued to lick his hole. It was clear he had never had this done before and he was enjoying it. A lot. “Okay, buddy,” I said, “your hole is nice and slick and wet. I’m going to give you the tip of my finger. You tell me if it hurts and I’ll take it out. You ready?” “Yes,” he gasped. I envied him for what he was about to feel. I knew his hole was hungry and I knew my finger was lubricated. He was about to have his virgin hole penetrated with something wet and slick. He was about to have his virgin hole violated and his virgin fuck nut touched. He was a very responsive guy. I was confident he would like this. I put my slick index finger right up against his tiny pink hole. It felt hot � even steamy. He was pushing back, wanting something in him. His eyes were closed, his total focus on his hot little virgin hole. I entered him with my finger and went all the way in, feeling his little fuck nut on the way in. He moaned loudly. I knew no one was around so I let him moan. I held my finger there in his hole. “Fuck man,” he said. “That’s fucking amazing.” I kept my finger in him, holding it still for about thirty seconds, then I started to slide it out. He didn’t want that. “No, please, don’t,” he begged. “It’s all right, buddy, ” I whispered in his ear as I licked his neck. “Just relax, trust me, and enjoy the ride.” I pulled my finger back until I could feel the tip right against his p-gland. I tickled it and he moaned. “Fuck,” he said. I gently fingerfucked him in and out a few times. As he got comfortable with that, I pulled my finger out and immediately put two fingers back in him. He was really moaning now. “Ride those fuck fingers, buddy,” I said. He was doing just that. His eyes were closed. His sole focus was getting enough friction against his fuck nut to release his load. I looked up to see Derrick standing right beside my chair, watching us silently. His hand was down inside the pouch of his jock, playing with his cock. I loved being watched. Kurt,” I said. “Derrick is here watching us,” I said. “I don’t give a fuck,” he said. He continued riding my fingers. His cock was twitching and jerking now. I wasn’t touching it and not allowing him to. I started pounding that fucknut with my fingers and felt it begin to harden. Ooooh fuuuuuuuck,” he groaned. I had planned to edge him a little more but he was past stopping. “Let it go, buddy,” I said, as he spewed his hot cream all over his belly and his chest. I saw a spurt hit him in the face. I had not touched his hard cock nor had I allowed him to. I looked up at Derrick. He gave me an amused smile. I thought that was a good sign from a man I hadn’t seen smiling very much. Kurt was completely out. I knew he had just had a hard climax and would be fine. “You made him shoot without ever touching his cock?” he asked. “Yep,” I said. “I massaged his p-spot.” “I’ve never heard of that,” he said. “He looked like it felt good.” “It’s one of the best feelings in the world,” I told him. “I might be tempted to try that sometime,” he said very quietly. “I’ve never let another man touch my hole. No woman has either. No woman’s ever tried.” I realized this handsome, muscle guy was pretty na�ve sexually. He had told me about his full ride to Florida State on a football scholarship and how he had knocked up his girlfriend before he finished his freshman year. He had married her and had come back home to raise a family and work with his dad. He was a very masculine guy and I could believe that, while he loved getting that cock sucked, no man had ever taught him the pleasures that could be had from his hole. “If you ever decide to experiment, I’d love to show you a few things,” I said. “Seriously?” he asked. “I’d have to be sure you wouldn’t tell anybody � not even Jack. I can’t afford for anything like that to get out. In this business…” “Don’t worry about that, Derrick,” I assured him. “I’d love some playtime with you and not another soul would ever know about it. “Thanks, Rob,” he said. “I’ll think about it.” Where’s Jack anyway?” I asked. “He had to run back to get a saw I left at the office,” he said. “Should be back any minute. Mind if I hit the water?” “Not at all,” I said. “As a matter of fact, I’ll join you.” I dove in, still completely naked. Derrick executed a nice, solid dive. He was still wearing his jockstrap. That was disappointing as I had hoped to see his equipment. I hoped to get a better look at some point. We were floating around in the pool. I could tell he was curious about something. “So, Derrick,” I said, “are you still married?” “Still, no, married, yes,” he said. The first one broke up in less than two years. We were just too young. But I got a great son out of it. I love that boy. He lives here in town and I still get him every other weekend. I married again about eight years ago. That one didn’t even last a year. Then I married a young one two months ago. I told her I didn’t want any more kids, that I was happy with Der. She told me she was on the pill. I guess she was lying. She’s two months pregnant. I tried to get her to have a procedure, but she refused. She says she wants a baby.” “Oh, man,” I said. “That’s rough. Tell me about your son.” He brightened instantly. “His name is Paul,” he said. “but he goes by Der. He’s the greatest kid. He’s a junior at the high school and he’s a phenomenal football player. I see in him what I could have been if not for chasing the puss. I’ve told him I’ll cut his nuts off if he fucks the pup like I did.” It was obvious this kid was the apple of his dad’s eye. “I’d love to meet him sometime,” I said. “You’re welcome to bring him over for a swim.” “Thanks, buddy,” he said. “I know he’d like that. I’d love to bring him down and show him your project when we finish if you wouldn’t mind.” “I’d love for you to do that,” I said. “I’ll look forward to meeting him.” “About that other thing, that thing you guys were doing,” he said. “You’d be willing to do that with me?” “You bet,” I said. “It was my buddy’s first time to have his hole played with. I think you saw how much he enjoyed it. His wife just dumped him and he’s recuperating from a shitty marriage.” “Shitty marriage is the word for it,” he said. “I can’t believe I’m here again. My dad is so pissed off he’s barely speaking to me over this. We haven’t really gotten along since I fucked up at Florida State. To make it worse, I have a pretty high sex drive. I have to cum at least once a day and sometimes I can go three or four. If I don’t I’m pretty damned nasty. Well, my wife has cut me off completely since she got pregnant. Nothing. Nada. My first wife wanted to fuck more than ever when she was pregnant. This one wants my dick nowhere near her. It’s a good thing I’ve got my buddy Jack.” “So you and Jack play around?” I asked. “Limited stuff,” he said. “Jack likes to suck dick but he knows I don’t…umm” “Reciprocate?” “Yeah, that’s the word. It’s just not my nature to touch another guy’s dick or suck one. He likes it though so he’ll suck me off two or three times a day. I can’t believe I’m telling you all this, Rob. I hope you won’t tell.” “Not a soul will I tell, Derrick,” I said.”You guys can feel free to play when you’re here. I really like to watch,” “Cool,” he said. “I like to watch or be watched if I’m sure I can trust `em.” At that moment, Kurt dove into the water, making a splash that soaked us both. “I better get back to work, guys,” Derrick said. He climbed out of the pool and headed back, his white jockstrap framing that meaty, white ass very nicely. “Rob,” that was amazing,” Kurt said. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome, buddy,” I said. “I enjoyed the hell out of it. Derrick enjoyed watching it too.” “Fuck, I didn’t even know he was there,” he said. “The only things I focused on were your finger and draining my nut. I can’t believe I’ve ignored that part of me all these years.” “You’ll make up for lost time,” I chuckled. “If you really think you might want to explore further, I’ve got a bulb syringe and an enema bag or two lying around upstairs. I’ll share my toys.” “I want to try it all,” he said. “Ummm, Rob, can I ask you something personal?” “I think that would be fine,” I said, “considering I just fingerfucked the hell out of you, jacked you off and licked your cum in front of a worker who’s renovating my house. I think you’re entitled to ask me a personal question.” We both laughed. “Have you ever been fucked?” he asked. “You bet,” I answered. “I got fucked years ago then I stopped doing it for a very long time. I had forgotten how great it can be. I recently got it again and it’s amazing with the right lover. I highly recommend it.” After getting out of the pool and drying off, we went back to the kitchen. Kurt checked to make sure everything was ready for the grill. I wrapped potatoes in foil to go into the oven. I had a corn casserole ready to go into the oven and I organized all the ingredients for the S’mores we would be having for dessert. I thought that might be a nice touch as Clifford had mentioned he enjoyed camping with his boys. As we were talking, I asked Kurt if he knew what time they would be leaving for Ohio the next morning. Stewart had told him he hoped to get out early. The weather report looked clear. That was certainly good news. I had decided to have Big Bob do the food for Saturday so I gave them a call and ordered the food to be delivered around noon. It was getting close to time to leave to pick up the boys from school, so Kurt and I decided to grab showers. I invited him to share my shower and we were under the hot water in no time. As we shampoo’ed, I could see that Kurt was tumescent, which was surprising after his climax barely an hour earlier. “Sorry I’m chubbing up again, Rob,” he said. “Everytime I think of those feelings you gave me, I start getting hard. That was the hardest climax I’ve ever had. Thank you, buddy.” “I’m really glad you enjoyed it,” I said. `If you want to explore more, I’ll be more than happy to help you out with that, and I’m sure there are several guys around here who feel the same way.” “I really hate I’ve missed out on that pleasure all these years. It just seems like a waste,” he said. “I remember to this day the way I felt when my dad caught me with my finger in my hole. I really kind of wanted to die. I guess I’m feeling freer now than I have at any time in my life. I know that my parents have no power over me any more. I hate that I let them exercise that power over me at any time. I think I have to have a sit down with both of them.” “Don’t rush into anything,” I cautioned. “Think about it and figure out exactly what it is you want to say to therm. I think you know we’ll support you in any way. ” “Thanks, Rob.” We dried off and dressed. Kurt had gone to his room izmit yabancı escort to change so after I was dressed, I tapped on his door. He opened it and I handed him a box. It contained a new bulb syringe. “If you decide you want to experiment like we did earlier, I think you’ll enjoy this. It will give you confidence that you are sparkling clean any time you choose to do a little butt play. ” He opened the box. He had never seen one. Demonstrated how to take it apart and showed him where to put the water. The rest he pretty much figured out for himself. “Oh man, this is making me so hard, Rob,” he said. “I wish I could use it right now.” “Buddy, if you want, I can pick up the guys and you can have some private time,” I said. “No,” he said. “I can exercise some self-control. I can’t wait to see those boys. I’m really going to miss the little ones this weekend. They’ve really found a place in my heart.” “That’s easy to see, Kurt,” I said. “I think they’re pretty special myself. I really hope you won’t be in any hurry to leave us. I love having you here. So does Stewart and so do all three of our boys.” “I don’t know what I’ll do on a permanent basis. I still have twelve days to get the rest of my stuff out of the apartment. That should be easy. I really appreciate you giving me a place to stay while I assess exactly what I want and where I want to be. You’ve been a lifesaver to me.” “I really love having you here,” I said. “Even grown men need playmates and you’re pretty damned perfect! I really hope you won’t be in a hurry to leave us.” We picked up all three of our boys from school. At Ren’s school, we ran into Gil, who was picking up Casper. His girls had already been picked up by Sam as they were headed out to shop. Gil said he was going to take his boy Casper home to change and do his homework then they would be headed for our place. We stopped off at the Dairy Queen to get the boys a snack and they all had small Blizzards. Kurt and I joined them. When we got home, Ren changed out of his school clothes into comfortable shorts and a tee shirt. The little ones ran up and came back down immediately naked, the way they loved to be. I found it interesting that, while they were allowed to wear shorts to school, Ren had opted to step it up a bit and wear long pants with either a button-down shirt or a Polo. I wasn’t sure what had happened to cause this, but I suspected it was the influence of Donald, Jack, and Bradley. They were very sharp dressers who took a lot of pride in their appearance. I had noticed the same was true of Javi and Yugo. They always seemed to look their best. I knew how fortunate I was as a father that my boys took pride in their appearance. I would still have loved my boys if they had chosen to wear baggy shorts with the waist band at their knees, but I knew I would have found it hard to keep my mouth shut so I was grateful for this blessing. I started the little ones on their work from Coach. I noticed they had a list of vocabulary and spelling words and I could tell the work was gradually becoming more challenging. Neither of the boys complained at all and they seemed to enjoy having their own “homework” to do. I went in where Kurt and Ren were working. Ren showed me the outline he had developed for his paper on pipe organs. I thought it looked very good. He credited Kurt with a couple of suggestions which he felt had strengthened it. They had also made a list of questions to ask the organ builders which would give them additional information for the paper as well as helping the committee with their decision. It was easy to see the positive influence this handsome man was having in our house. They were working on math problems so I made my exit as quietly and quickly as I could. I decided to ice down plenty of beer for us grown-ups and sodas and waters for the boys. I checked to make sure there was plenty of wood for the firepit so we could have our S’mores after dinner. I realized that we were in good shape and I still had almost an hour to spare before our guests were expected. I was feeling a little horny and thought about going upstairs to masturbate. I had been really hard for a while at the pool while I was fingering Kurt and it really made me horny when I discovered Jack and derrick watching us. I had gotten Kurt off but I had not had a climax. I decided not to, sort of hoping I might get the chance to fuck Stewart again tonight. I was really looking forward to getting to know Clifford and his boys better. I found it exciting to see the dynamics between dads and sons as no two relationships were the same. I had observed Clifford being somewhat affectionate with his older son, as in hugging him and ruffling his hair, but I had not observed the same with the twins. I realized I had barely been around the family at all and I wondered had led to the marital problems. Clifford had seemed almost eager to get our little families together and I wondered if he had many relationships outside his work. I knew that I had liked Cliff a lot on the day of Landry’s party. I also knew he had wanked in the shower with Casper, but I didn’t think they had gone any further than that. I went back into the breakfast room where Ren and Kurt had finished the homework and everything was checked. I was looking again at the outline for the pipe organ paper and Kurt was explaining the subject of ciphers to my boy. Ren was constantly looking at Kurt’s mouth as he talked. I could tell the boy was fascinated with Kurt’s thick, dark mustache. When the man finished his sentence, I saw Ren put his finger to Kurt’s upper lip, gently tracing the line of the thick line of hair. I could tell both of them were turned on by the proximity of the other. I could also see that Ren was really wanting to kiss the man. He looked at me for permission. I nodded. My son put his arms around the man’s neck and kissed him deeply. I could see their tongues darting in and out. Both of them were really excited. “You guys want a little private time before our guests arrive,” I asked softly. “Could we dad?” Ren asked. “Of course, son,” I said. “It’s generally frowned upon to greet guests with raging hardons,” I chuckled. “Could you maybe join us?” Kurt asked. “You have no idea how much I’d like that, but I better keep an eye on the little ones. I’d enjoy just watching the two of you,” I said. “We’ll leave the door open a little in case you can get away, dad,” Ren said. “You know how I love being watched.” He kissed me and the two of them headed upstairs. I heard a tap on the patio door and was delighted to see it was Jack and Bradley. They had finished with their classes for the day. They did not have swim practice on Wednesday nights so they were done for the day. I got warm hugs from both. I told them we were having guests and invited them to join us for swimming and dinner. They accepted and offered to help. I told them things were under control just as our two naked baby boys walked in, jumping into their arms. Those little boys adored these two older guys. Jack asked where Ren was. I told him he was upstairs with Kurt. “They had been doing homework and I saw they needed a little private time,” I smiled. “Who wouldn’t want private time with either of those guys?” Bradley asked. “Ren is a beautiful guy and Kurt is handsome as heck. I love that mustache. It feels so good when…” he hesitated, realizing what he had said. I saw him blush. “Don’t ever be embarrassed around here, Bradley,” I said. “You know we are open books around here.” I got another hug and a kiss from the boy. “When is Rick coming into town?” Jack asked. “I’m assuming he will be here Friday evening or early Saturday morning. I need to check with him and find out his ETA. I’m sure ready for him to visit.,” I said. “So am I,” Jack chuckles. “So is Bradley,” he chuckled. “Do you think he might want to stay with us in the guest house?” Jack asked. “I’d like that a lot.” “I bet you would, big boy,” I laughed. “I think he would probably like that a lot. I’ll extend t he invitation when I talk to him. Since Kurt is currently in the guest room, that might work well.” “We’d love for Kurt to stay in the guest house too,” Bradley said. “You invite whomever you like,” I said. We know these guys are safe and it is totally up to you. I know how much you guys love your late night Scrabble games.” We all shared a laugh. “Will you guys keep an eye on the little ones while I run upstairs and freshen up?” I asked. “Sure thing, Rob,” both boys said. I went upstairs quietly. I noted Ren’s door was slightly ajar, as they had said it would be. The very thought of what was going on in that room had me really hard. I went over to the door and pushed it open. I cleared my throat so they would know I was there. Ren looked at me and smiled. I saw my son and my friend in a sixty-nine position. Kurt was on bottom, with my son lying on top of him. Kurt’s head was at the foot of the bed so I had a perfect view of my son’s beautiful, fuzzy pink hole as he face-fucked my friend. Kurt’s feet were against the headboard of the bed, thrusting his cock into Ren’s mouth. I could tell both were close. This was not a slow, relaxed love making session. This was a fast and furious race to nut. I pulled out my hard dick because I couldn’t stand not to. I slowly stroked as I watched these two going at it furiously trying to feed the other his load. I couldn’t resist touching my son’s beautiful pink hole. Using my index finger, I traced the circle around his pink starfish. He was moaning and fucking even faster now. I knew both guys were ready. I put my finger into my mouth and got it wet. Then I put the tip right against Ren’s pink pucker. He felt it and he knew what was coming. I slid my finger into him all the way. He moaned loudly. I felt my finger graze his gland and it was already hardening as I withdrew the finger just enough to rub his nut. He was already gone and he was unloading in Kurt’s mouth. He was thrusting his cock into my friend’s mouth, feeding him his tasty cream. I then saw Kurt start pumping hard and fast and I knew he was nutting as well. He pumped and groaned. Until he was completely spent once again. “Good job, guys,” I said as I put my still-hard cock away and left the room, closing the door. When I returned downstairs, Sewart had come in. I told him what I had just witnessed and told him his weekend might not be as bad as he had originally though it might be. “I know it would be a good one if you were joining us,” he said. I kissed him. I saw that Jack and Bradley had taken the little ones on to the pool and were playing splashdown with them. I asked how his day had been and he said there had been no problems. He was not looking forward to his evening meeting with the organ committee. I told him I would keep food warm for them to eat when they got home. I got beers for both of us. “I shouldn’t drink before this meeting but I’m going to say `fuck it’,” Stewart said. “I’m not looking forward to this because the two opposing guys on this organ committee are two of the most overbearing guys in the congregation. Unfortunately, they’re also two of the wealthiest and in the best positions for major donations. If we can get a little over $200,000,00 donated to pay for the organ, that frees up some insurance money to feed some hungry mouths and clothe some naked bodies.” “I’d like to have your naked body in bed about right now,” I said. He hugged me tightly. We shared a nice, warm kiss. “I’m really glad you let Ren go with us. I love being around that boy and I think having a young guy with us may help the two assholes be on better behavior than they normally might.” “I hope so too, preacher man,” I said. “What time are you guys leaving?” I asked. “Thomas said he will be here to pick us up at a few minutes past five in the morning,” he said. “Fuck! That’s early,” I said. “Sure is,” he said. “But he thinks we can get out with far less trouble than if we wait later. His plane is in a little airport about thirty miles away so we have to drive to Guntersville to leave,” he said. “I still wish you were flying commercial or driving or taking fucking camels,” I said. He put his arms around me and kissed me again. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I won’t let anything happen to your son,” he said. “Or you. Or Kurt,” I said. “I promise, buddy,” he whispered. Kurt and Ren joined us. They were dressed in shorts and tee shirts. It was only four o’clock and Kurt and Stewart’s meeting was not until six. I suggested we might hit the hot tub. They agreed and Stewart went to open the tub while Ren was stripping down to join the guys in the pool. “Would you rather I stay here with you until our guests get here?” Ren asked. “I know you don’t know them well and I’d be glad to.” “That’s very thoughtful of you but I’ll be fine. You go ahead and have fun,” I said. Ren walked over to me and put both his arms around my neck. I could feel the heat from his shirtless body and smell his fresh boy scent with just a trace of Kurt’s fragrance. “I hope you know how much I love you, dad,” he said. “You’re really the best dad in the world.” “I love you, kiddo,” I said. “Now get your pretty little butt out there and have some fun. Kurt and I watched as he headed out. “What a kid,” Kurt said.