Date: Wed, 28 Nov 2018 12:19:35 -0600 From: gwen uni Subject: Kevin Gets A Dad by Cutter09 Bisexual Adult/Youth Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories availble for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. Cutter09 Kevin Gets A Dad by Cutter09 Publ. 04 Aug 2018 Finished 8,500 words (17 pages) Characters Dad (adult); Kevin (6-18); various other teens Category & Story codes Teen/teen Teen/boy Man/boy story tt mt tb mb tf – cons oral anal piv (Explanation) Disclaimer If you are under the legal age of majority in your area or have objections to this type of expression, please stop reading now. If you don't like reading erotic stories about boys, why are you here in the first place? This story is the complete and total product of the author's imagination and a work of fantasy, thus it is completely fictitious! In other words: It never happened and it doesn't mean to condone or endorse any of the acts that take place in it. The author certainly wouldn't want the things happening to his character(s) in this story to happen to anyone in real life. It is just a story, ok? Jan was a waitress in the diner across from the building I worked in. I ate lunch there almost every day and we were friendly enough to be on a first name basis. I had just received a well-deserved promotion and was 'feeling my oats', so was brave enough to ask her out. I already knew she had a kid and was twenty-two. I assumed she was divorced, but later learned she was never married. I was twenty-five and had spent most of my life going to school and working my way up. That first date, I picked her up in front of her apartment complex, and we went to a movie and a late dinner. She unashamedly admitted that she had gotten drunk at a party and Kevin was the result. Kevin was six, which meant that she had only been sixteen when he was born. I don't know why, but the thought of a girl of probably fifteen spreading her legs at a party was a huge turn on for me. She said she didn't know who the father was, and could have been one of several that had her that night. A fifteen-year-old pulling a train at a party gave me stroke-off material for months. By the end of the evening, we had a second date lined up. Over the next few weeks, she divulged more about her past. She didn't try to hide anything, and wanted me to know what I was getting into. She explained how her parents made her get a job as soon as Kevin was born. Once she was working, they told her she was on her own. I guess they believed in 'tough love', forcing her to become a responsible person. It worked. She had raised Kevin alone and had sacrificed her personal life for her kid. A trait I found admirable. After a month of dating, I was finally invited to her place for dinner. I met Kevin, who was a delightful little boy. He had light blond hair bleached even lighter by the sun, dimples on both sides of his pouty lips, button nose, and a laugh that angels would be jealous of. He liked me instantly, and spent a large portion of the evening in my lap. He was happy to find that he would get to 'camp out' in the living room that night. Apparently, they shared the bedroom. I was happy also, because that meant I was getting laid for the first time in a very long time. Jan was a very responsive lover, exclaiming how much she liked my large cock. For my part, I couldn't get the image of a teen girl taking teen cock out of my head. The thought of a teen boy getting to spread his seed so indiscriminately was thrilling. I kept seeing those young boy's butts pumping up and down between her thighs. Her pussy inviting the next young cock inside. Those cocks unloading inside someone, probably for the first time. I shot my load quickly, but the fantasy kept me going strong and straight into a second round. I lasted long enough the second time to bring her off twice, too. I bought a house within a few months of meeting Kevin, and two months after that, Jan and Kevin moved in with me. Another year later, we married. Our sex life was good, those fantasies keeping me going. We never had sex that I didn't picture those same teen boy butts pumping between my wife's thighs. Those same teen cocks knocking her up. She eventually told me she had lost her virginity at thirteen to her fourteen-year-old boyfriend. She also said she had several boyfriends before the eventful party. That just added fuel to my fire. I began to realize, I liked the idea of boys getting their rocks off. I know as a teen, I would jerk off anywhere. Do anything to get off. Hell, I looked at our family dog strangely a few times and got wood. So, the idea of a boy of fourteen getting to fuck his thirteen-year-old girlfriend really took my balls to the boiling point. My relationship with Kevin grew too. From the time they moved in with me, we were inseparable. We went everywhere together and did all the father/son stuff. Jan was pleased we got along so well. Kevin even began calling me Dad after the wedding. I wasn't his biological father, and he knew it, but I was the only father he ever knew. I really tried to fill the role as best I could. I had no sexual interest in Kevin, well... not in the early years at least. We did all the family vacation stuff which sometimes had occasions where he and I were nude together. Or at swim parks, changing clothes in the men's locker room, stuff like that. We were never shy around each other, and I didn't look at him as a sexual being at all. When he was around eleven, I noticed his penis had grown since I had seen it last. Not huge or anything, just a little bigger than I remember it being. I still only thought about it in a fatherly pride kind of way. My boy was growing up. There was a new health club opened near our home, so we bought a family membership. Jan went in the morning, but Kevin wanted to wait to go with me in the evening. I wouldn't let him do anything too advanced for his immature frame, but he enjoyed what he could. Mostly we liked to use the treadmill side by side and he watched me do other things. At the end of our workout we showered together and dressed to go home. Throughout the next year I watched him grow overall, but particularly his penis. I also noticed him looking at me more often during our showers. Before, it was just he and dad having a shower. Then it was like a light went off in his head. He was in the shower with a naked man. His curiosity was aroused, too. He was noticing the differences in size and of course hair. One day during the car ride home, Kevin asked "Will I get hairy like you?" I'm not particularly hairy, just my chest and groin mostly, so I was a bit defensive. "You make it sound like I'm an ape or something." "No, Dad. I mean on my dick like you have." "It's all part of growing up. One day you're bald, and the next it's all over your body. You'll have to shave your face, and some guys even trim their dick hair. It's not always fun being an adult." "Well, will I get as big as you?" "Are you calling me fat?" "No, Dad. My dick. Will it get as big as yours?" "I honestly don't know. I do know that my mom always told me to eat all my vegetables so I would grow up big and strong. So, eat your veggies." The next time we went to the gym, Kevin and I showered, and he basically watched me the whole time. When I noticed him looking, I paid closer attention to him as well. We were slowly going through the motions of showering, but both of our attentions were on the other. It seemed to me that he was growing bigger every day. Of course, this had an effect on me. My cock started to rise, which in turn caused Kevin's to do the same. Luckily, we were in there alone. Neither of us were in a hurry, and the shower took a lot longer than usual. Nothing was said until we got in the car. "Dad, why did you get a hard-on?" I couldn't just tell him that looking at his four-inch cock got me hard. "Probably the same reason you did." That put the onus on him. He would have to admit that watching me got him hard, or that something else did it to us both. Two days later, Jan was going to meet me for lunch at her old workplace. She was still friendly with her old boss, and two of her old co-workers were still there. I was just putting on my suit jacket to leave for our lunch date, when I heard a collision. I looked out my fourth story window and saw wreckage of a gruesome traffic accident. I didn't give it a second thought because both vehicles were SUV's and Jan drove a Mercedes coupe. I exited the building and walked across the street, of course eyeing the scene. I could see that one of the cars had been spun around and hit a utility pole. A crowd of people began gathering near it, and as I got closer, I could see that a person had been pinned to that utility pole by the careening vehicle. In that split second, my life had changed again. Jan was the person pinned to that pole. She had just exited her car when the out of control vehicle scooped her up and smashed her to the pole. She was pronounced dead at the scene. I later learned that she had wanted to meet me for lunch there to tell me and her friends that she was pregnant. Kevin was devastated, of course. We both were. The next week is just a blur to me. The two months after that weren't much better. I decided we needed to get away, so I went online and booked us on one of those massive cruise ships for the first week of summer. A few days before we were to leave, I took Kevin shopping for clothes he would need on the trip. He was twelve now, and would have his thirteenth birthday while on the cruise. We were loaded with packages, and had stopped in the food court at the mall for lunch. Afterward Kevin wanted to use the restroom. I was gathering our packages as he went. I glanced toward the restroom in time to see a guy follow Kevin in. The restroom didn't have a door, just one of those wind around entrances that can't be seen into from the outside. As I got inside the winding part, I heard a man say, "It's ok. You can touch it." I peeked around the corner of the wall to see a man facing Kevin at the urinal trough. He had an erection that he was obviously offering to Kevin. Kevin's hand slowly eased toward it. That's when I made my noisy entrance. "Hurry up Kevin. We still have a lot to do," I said loudly, as I came around the corner. The man quickly turned back toward the trough, and Kevin hurriedly zipped up and went to wash his hands. I dropped the packages by Kevin, and moseyed up to the trough. I glanced down at the guy's thin six incher, smirked, and hauled out my cock. Stroking it a few times, I turned toward the guy. "This is what he's used to seeing." I zipped up and left. I didn't speak to Kevin again till we got home. "Do you want to explain to me what was going on in that restroom?" "I... Well... I..." His face turned red and puffed up as he burst into tears and ran to his room. I imagined he was embarrassed by the whole thing. Mostly at getting caught, I would guess. Or maybe because I was aware that something was going on. I knocked on his door before I entered. Kevin was face down on his bed. "Kevin. Son, we need to talk about this." "I'm sorry Dad. Please don't be mad." "I'm not mad, Son. I'm just worried about your safety. You shouldn't be doing that sort of thing. Someone might hurt you or kidnap you." "You don't hate me?" he asked through his tears. "Of course not. Why would I hate you?" "Because I... I almost touched his... you know." "Why did you?" "I don't know. I mean, he showed it to me, and I was curious." "It's natural to be curious at your age. There's a whole big world for you to discover and learn about. But touching some stranger in a mall restroom is pretty risky. You're my favorite person in the world, and I would be devastated if anything should happen to you." Kevin wrapped his arms around me. "I'm sorry, Dad. It won't happen again. I promise." When I went to bed that night, I couldn't get the event out of my mind. It had been a few months since I had seen Kevin naked. A very important few months as far as his development is concerned. I wondered what he looked like now. I didn't see his dick before he zipped up. Did that stranger get to see him hard? Would he want to suck Kevin, or make Kevin suck him? There's little doubt that had I not entered, someone was getting a blow job at the very least. Would Kevin let the stranger suck him? Would he cum in the guy's mouth? Could he even cum? Oh, Jesus. The thought of Kevin getting to unload his seed went straight to my cock. Just like those teens at the party fucking Jan, I could see his butt moving back and forth in front of the stranger's face in an effort to deliver his payload, grabbing the guy's head, forcing his dick deep before firing. I barely touched myself. I shot all over my stomach, spurred on by the mental images. We boarded the massive ship a few days later. I could feel the tension leaving my body as the ship drew further from the dock. I'm sure Kevin could too. His face relaxed at the same rate as I did. We had a nice cabin with a balcony. We stood out there watching civilization disappearing over the horizon. "We have a couple of hours before dinner. Is there anything you would like to do?" I asked Kevin. "Can we just walk around the ship? We're gonna be here awhile, we should get acquainted with the place." "Good thinking, Son." I obviously don't understand the laws of buoyancy, because I don't know how this massive ship stays afloat. It weighs thousands of tons empty, and with everyone on board, Damn. It's also fifteen stories tall. A strong breeze should capsize it. We must have walked miles around that ship, looking at all the shops and pointing out things we were interested in doing while on board. Watching the crowd getting into vacation mode and partying around pools, it was obvious that some intended to be drunk most of the time on board. After leaving the dock and somehow managing to stay afloat, much to my relief, we decided to have dinner. The ship has several fine restaurants or we could choose to eat in the assigned dining room. We opted for the dining room. We were seated at a large table with two couples. One couple was on their honeymoon, the other had two teenage sons. Mark was just a little older than Kevin, and Will was two years older than Mark. Our dinner was very good. It's amazing how they maintain standards while feeding so many people. The boys hit it off well, talking about the latest video games. I chatted with the adults. Plans were made for the boys to meet at the pool the next morning, and I was happy that Kevin had made friends. We went to a stage show that evening, then back to our cabin. I stepped out onto our balcony to enjoy the ocean breeze. I could see the lights of another cruise ship in the distance. It was somewhat comforting to know that when we capsize, our bodies would be discovered before the sharks could get to them. Kevin was just coming out of the shower when I returned. He was wearing just his briefs, his bulge clearly visible. "That breeze feels nice. Can we leave the balcony door open?" I had to agree, so I left it open as I went for my own shower. In the morning we had a quick breakfast buffet, then back to the room for Kevin to get into his swimsuit. He was accustomed to me seeing him naked so had no qualms about changing in front of me. I saw his dick for the first time in a while. I could see that he was still growing, and noticed a couple of hairs at its base. "Are you going swimming with us?" Kevin asked. "No. I think I will check out the casino. I'll meet you back here just before lunch." The pool Kevin was going to is pretty close to our room. The casino was at the other end of that huge ship, and three floors down, so we went our separate ways. When I reached the casino, I discovered it didn't open until two in the afternoon. I deliberated on finding something else to do, but decided to put my swimsuit on and join Kevin at the pool. It had been about half an hour since I had left the room, but when I opened the door I heard voices, and stopped in the entryway. "Kevin's right. His is a little longer than yours." I recognized the voice as Will. "But I have more hair," came Mark's reply. "Let's see yours," Kevin said, presumably to Will. I peeked around the wall of the bathroom into the bedroom, just in time to see Will's swimsuit join the other two boys' wet suits on the floor. The three were huddled together, comparing dicks. I guess they didn't hear me enter because the balcony door was still open and they couldn't hear over the noise coming from outside. I watched as Kevin tentatively reached for Will's dick. Will didn't stop him, so he wrapped his fingers around the older boy's cock. Then his other hand went to Mark's dick. Mark, in turn, reached for Kevin's. After a minute of mutual stroking, Will put his hand on Kevin's shoulder, and my son sat down on the bed. "My girlfriend back home likes to suck it," Will hinted. Kevin looked at Will, who nodded. Without letting go of Mark, Kevin leaned forward, and took the teenaged dick into his mouth. Will stepped closer to give Kevin better access, and I finally got a look at his dick. I guess it was about six and a half inches [16½ cm] long, with a thick bush of dark hair at its base. I couldn't tell whether he was circumcised or not because Kevin's lips were around it. Will began moving his hips trying to push more of his cock into Kevin's mouth. I saw his balls swing back and forth, and his butt reminded me of my old fantasies of teen boys fucking Jan. After another minute, Will put his hands on Kevin's head, and pushed his cock into Kevin's throat. Kevin gagged and tried to pull back, but Will held him tight and fired his load. I could see movement in Kevin's neck as he swallowed the teen cum. When Will pulled out, Kevin seemed reluctant to give up the dick leaving his mouth, trying to follow it, making a loud sucking sound as it finally slipped free. "Can you do..." Mark started. Kevin's mouth was around Mark's dick before the boy even finished asking him to suck his too. Will pulled on his swimsuit while his brother got a blow job from my son. Kevin was stroking his own cock when Mark moaned out he was cumming. I looked down and saw that Kevin had cum running down his fingers. He had shot his wad while sucking cock. "Can we do this again?" Kevin asked as they dressed. I ducked into the bathroom so I wouldn't get caught spying. I realized that it had been Kevin asking to suck their cocks again, not them asking if he'd do it. When we met later, I couldn't help picturing him with a cock in his mouth. At lunch, I asked what he wanted to do after. "I think I'll hang out with the guys." "Okay. I guess I'll go back to the casino," I said. Instead, I headed to the cabin, and hid on the balcony. Sure enough, the boys entered soon after. "I get to be first this time," Mark said. Kevin didn't seem to care who went when, just as long as he got to suck a dick. He quickly got what he wanted, and Mark pumped in and out of his mouth. Mark grabbed Kevin's head as soon as his cock was inside my son's mouth. He pushed deep, again causing Kevin to gag. Mark took no notice of Kevin's discomfort and began face fucking him. He quickly unloaded, and was replaced by his brother. Kevin seemed resigned to his fate, and let Will do as he pleased to him. After a while, Kevin appeared to get used to having a cock invade his throat repeatedly. He even seemed to like it, grabbing Will's butt and pulling him in. Will was approaching his orgasm, and took long strokes into Kevin's receptive throat, finally firing his load as he pulled the mouth tight to his groin. Just as his mother had opened her legs and let a bunch of teen boys spread their seed, Kevin had let Mark and Will unload in him. The brothers left soon after depositing their cum in my son. I watched him jerk his cock and explode all over himself in short order. That evening, I showered after Kevin, and came out in my underwear. Kevin was laying on his bed in his briefs. He watched me moving around the cabin, and was soon throbbing hard. Of course, this made me get hard and tent my boxers. "Dad, why are you hard?" "I was just going to ask you the same thing," I answered hoping he would admit he liked watching me. He didn't respond. I must say, Kevin probably saved me a lot of money. Every time I told him I was going to the casino, I was watching him blow his friends instead. The entire week, I never did see the inside of the casino. "When we returned home after the cruise, we were closer somehow. We were never shy around each other, but now it was different. Now Kevin made an effort to be sure we were naked together. The first night home, he came into my room as I was getting undressed. "Can we shower together like we used to?" "Of course, Son. We haven't done that in a long time. Not even on the cruise. I thought that since you had your thirteenth birthday, maybe you felt too grown up for that." His birthday was memorable, because I know he swallowed at least four loads of Will's cum that day, plus whatever he got from Mark. "I do feel more grown up since the trip, but the shower on the ship was too small for us to share," he laughed. "There's a lot less room in my shower than we had at the gym, so it will still be a pretty tight fit." I got the shower ready while Kevin undressed. Then instead of getting into the shower, he waited and watched me get naked. His dick rose as I stepped out of my boxers, and by the time we were under the spray, we were both at full mast. "You've grown a lot since we showered together last," I pointed out. "Yeah, I guess I have." "And you have a few hairs now." "Yeah," Kevin giggled. I took a chance, and reached down and cupped his nuts in my palm. "These are bigger, too. Plump and full-looking." He hesitated a minute, then palmed my nuts, too. "They're still not as big as yours though." He held them for a second, then released them, to wrap his fingers around my cock. "And this is much bigger than mine." I took his dick in my hand. "It's getting there." I wasn't going to let the opportunity pass, and stroked his dick a few times. Kevin returned the favor as he moaned in approval. "Can I ask you something? Do you masturbate?" he asked, without waiting for permission. "Yes, all guys do. Anyone who says they don't is lying," I answered, without letting his dick out of my hand. "Have you ever had a blow job?" Kevin continued with the inquisition. "Yes. There's nothing like a good blow job." "Could I... I mean, would you be mad if...?" He didn't finish the question. He went down on his knees, and put his lips around my cock. After a minute, I stopped him. "Let's get out of here before we slip and fall." We dried off and went to my bed. Kevin was quickly re-attached to my cock. His skills were undeniable. What made it even better was his desire. He wanted to please. He wanted the cum, too. I could tell he had a goal in mind. My cream in his throat. I'd never had a more enthusiastic blow job in my life. He stroked his own cock as he sucked mine. Just as I fired my load, he took as much of me down his throat as he could manage, and his dick squirted on my thigh. He continued to try to draw more of my cream from me, then just nursed on my cock as if it was somehow a life-giving source. Even as I softened, he didn't let up. "That wasn't your first time, was it?" I asked him, even though I knew the answer. He slid his mouth off my cock, but didn't let it out of his hand. "No, I did it on the ship a couple of times," he answered sheepishly. "Was It Mark or Will?" He hesitated a moment. I could see the blush of embarrassment sweep over his face. "Both," he half whispered, returning his attention to my cock. He didn't want to face me, but continued as if talking to the dick in his hand. "I don't know what came over me. We were comparing dicks, and the next thing I know, Will's was in my mouth. When I tasted his stuff, I just wanted more. So, I did Mark, too." "Was that the end of it?" He turned to look at me, and it was true confessions time. "No. I did it every day. Sometimes more than once. On my birthday, I sucked Will four times and Mark three. I can't help it. I like it. I kept wondering what yours would taste like. I'm sorry dad." "No reason to be sorry. You're a natural cum-slut. That's not a bad thing. You just have to be careful who you do things with. No strangers in public restrooms." "You're not disappointed in me?" "No son, I love you no matter what. We are what we are. I recently learned I like seeing young boys naked and playing with themselves and shooting their loads," I said grinning down at his cum covered fingers. Kevin smiled at me, and took me into his mouth again. I got at least one blow job a day the rest of the week. That Saturday, his friend Jason spent the night. As I passed by Kevin's room I heard Jason say. "I promise. You're my best friend, you can tell me anything. Cross my heart." "Remember what we talked about a few weeks ago?" "When I heard my sister tell her boyfriend she wouldn't suck him? Yeah, what about it?" "She should try it. She might like it." There was a long pause while Jason thought about what Kevin was telling him. Then it dawned on him. "Are you saying you did it?" I could only assume Kevin nodded. "When? Who? Do I know him?" Jason pressed. "No, you don't know him. It was on the cruise ship." "Wow. Did you like it?" "Yeah, kinda." "Did he... you know... shoot?" I guess Kevin nodded again. "What did you do?" Another pause. Then Kevin said, "Swallowed." "Oh man. That's so hot." "Why are you rubbing yourself? Are you hard?" "My best friend just told me he sucked a dick. Of course I'm hard." "Can I see it?" I peeked into the room just in time to see Jason scramble out of his shorts. His dick was about four and a half inches [11.4 cm] long, but not very thick. Kevin looked like a deer in the headlights. "You... you can touch it if you want," Jason said nervously after a minute. Kevin did of course, just to pull it towards his mouth. Jason left Sunday afternoon, after his third blow job. Sunday night Kevin lay in my bed sucking my cock. "Dad, have you ever had anal sex?" "Yes." "Did you like it?" "Yes." "Will you do it to me?" "I'm pretty big. Are you sure you want to try that?" "Yeah. If I can take yours, I shouldn't have a problem with taking any of my friends." I showed him how to prepare, and stretched his hole a bit before lining up and pushing into him. When I hit bottom, I slid in and out of him a few times. "Oh, Dad; it feels so good. Don't stop until you cum in me." "Which one of your friends are you gonna let fuck you?" I asked, as I picked up the pace. "All of them," Kevin moaned. I blasted my cum inside him. The thought of all those teen boy butts pumping up and down on him kept me hard and I continued fucking his once-virgin hole. His ass was now open to receive all that teen cum. "Is that what you really want?" "I can't help it Dad. I want all the cock and cum I can get." I installed a hidden cam in Kevin's room that week. Jason was first of course. Saturday night I watched on my laptop as my son got fucked by his best friend. Every weekend one friend or another stayed over, and always fucked Kevin. He also swallowed a bunch of cum that summer. The best time was when three friends stayed over the weekend before school started. I watched as they took turns fucking his ass and mouth all night, finally falling into an exhausted sleep just as the sun came up. During the week, he was mine. I dumped lots of cum in him. On weekends, my son was the school slut. He had always been popular at school, now he was very popular, especially among the boys. I make it sound like he was fucking the entire school. That's not true of course. He had a select group that he had sworn to secrecy. Boys that age don't want to get a bad reputation, so it worked out well. When the boys were made horny by the girls, Kevin stepped in as relief. None of them treated Kevin badly, in fact outside the bedroom, it was just like any bunch of friends. Kevin kept nothing from me. When we were in my bed together, he'd tell me which boy's cum tasted best, who shot the biggest load, who he liked fucking him most. All of this activity only served to fuel my desires. I loved it all. My wildest fantasies come to life right before my eyes. Only it was Kevin, not Jan, letting all those boys have their way with him. I loved that even more, and I didn't know why. Some may accuse me of being a bad parent. Maybe so. But if they saw the look on Kevin's face as one of his friends crawled between his legs, dick at the ready. Or the copious amounts of cum that Kevin spewed on his belly as that teen dick plowed his ass. Not to mention the satisfied looks on everyone's faces after the deed was done. I'd have to argue that Kevin was quite happy, and so were his friends. None of them ever got into trouble at school. None seemed to suffer the teen anxiety associated with sexual tension between the genders. His friends knew where they could get relief, and made use of it. I also warned him of the dangers of multiple partners, and unprotected sex. His friends were not experienced with anyone other than Kevin. Of course, that would change as they got older, presumably. When Kevin was fifteen, a new kid joined the group. Houston was a very good looking boy, a year older, and I soon found out he had a big cock. Kevin told me it was as a little bigger than mine even. He'd always said he liked mine most of all, but now I was concerned I might be losing that position. We also learned that Jason was moving away. Houston became the best friend in waiting. One Friday I came home to noises emanating from Kevin's room. I opened my laptop expecting to watch Houston fucking Kevin. Houston and Jason were standing beside the bed blocking the view. I could see Houston's big cock as he stroked it, waiting his turn. It appeared that Jason had already unloaded, because his dick was soft but red and still plump looking. I wondered which boy was fucking Kevin as his friends watched. Then I got a shock. I heard a girl scream out in orgasm, followed quickly by the familiar groan Kevin makes when he cums. Houston and Jason stepped back, and I saw Kevin raise up off a girl, his still hard cock slithered from her used pussy. His feet barely touched the floor, before he was replaced by Houston between the girl's legs. Houston's big cock pushed inside her causing an excited moan to escape her. He quickly began pounding that pussy, and her legs wrapped around his waist. Kevin stepped up beside her head and she began cleaning his cock with her mouth. She looked familiar, but I know I'd never met her. I again was reminded of my fantasy of boys dumping their loads indiscriminately. Not worried about who they knocked up, as Houston's butt thrust up and down on her. Houston didn't last long, soon adding his load to Kevin's and probably Jason's, inside her. Houston presented her with his cock, which she licked clean. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I would have sworn Kevin was one hundred percent gay. I mean all the evidence pointed to it. He was obviously a cum slut, just like his mother. But he just fucked this unknown girl well enough to make her orgasm, and shot his load doing it. Half an hour later I found Kevin in the kitchen, drinking a bottle of water. He was only wearing tight white briefs, his plump cock creating a nice bulge. I had seen him naked hundreds of times. I've seen him in his briefs too. But somehow, he looked even sexier, knowing that teen cock had just deposited a load in a girl. "Did I hear a girl a little while ago?" "Yeah. That was Melissa. My girlfriend." "Girlfriend? Uh... Okay." I thought it odd that he was okay with his friends fucking his girl, especially when one had a really big cock. "I think you'll like her. She's smart, and funny, and really pretty, like her brother." "Her brother?" I asked. "Yeah. Houston. But the prettiest one in the family is their younger brother, Trent." It was almost too much for me to grasp. Kevin had a girlfriend, Kevin's girlfriend was a cum slut, too, she was fucking her brother, and Kevin didn't seem to mind. "Does she know about you and Houston?" "Yeah, she watched me blow him a couple of weeks ago. That's when I fucked her the first time. She said Houston doesn't last long enough to get her off. I do. Then she watched him fuck me. She thought it was the hottest thing she'd ever seen." I considered myself to be open minded, but these kids took the prize in that area. That night I was fucking Kevin when he pulled me down to him. "You're still the best, Dad. You make me cum every time," he whispered to me. When we were cuddling after, Kevin said, "You haven't had any pussy in a long time. Would you like to fuck Melissa?" He was right about that, and the thought of fucking a fifteen-year-old cum slut really piqued my interest. But believe it or not I drew the line at fucking my son's girlfriend. "No thanks, son. If I wanted a girl, I'd go out and get one of my own." I had been fucking Kevin for over two years. Who needs girls when you have tight boy butt. School ended, and Jason moved away. Houston, became a regular fixture in our house. At Kevin's sixteenth birthday party, I met Houston and Melissa's younger brother, Trent. Kevin was right, he was the most attractive. Pretty actually. He was only eleven but his appeal was undeniable. They were the last three kids left at the end of the party. Kevin, Houston, and Melissa disappeared into Kevin's room. I was stuck trying to entertain Trent. "Want to give me a hand with the cleanup?" I asked him. "Sure. Shouldn't they help too?" "They probably have school stuff to do." I offered. "It's summer." "They're probably going over the summer reading assignments." Just then we heard Melissa cry out, "Oh, God, Yes!" "Must be a really good book," Trent pointed out. Kevin got his driver's license, and I had given him a car for his sixteenth birthday. Houston had already been driving for a year. That summer, those three were inseparable. Melissa was assigned by their parents to watch after Trent, so sometimes if they had a party or something, Trent was in my care. On weekends, I would take him to the movies or something to give the teens some alone time. When school started again, I didn't see Trent as often. When I did, I noticed he was becoming even more attractive each time. Even though he was now getting pussy, Kevin didn't give up cocks. There were still a couple of boys that would come and dump a load, and of course Houston. Kevin's seventeenth birthday party was a blast for me as well as the kids. Almost every boy I had seen getting a blow job from Kevin, or pounding his ass, was there. Most had hooked up with girls and I watched them making out in corners of the room, or concealed areas of the yard. My mind flashing to their equipment, I would think, 'He's gonna fuck her good', or 'She's gonna be so disappointed when she sees what's between his legs'. Twelve-year-old Trent helped me clean up after. His siblings were in Kevin's room again. "They sure spend a lot of time together," Trent pointed out. "Well, best friends do that. They enjoy each other's company." The moaning and grunting coming from Kevin's room was evident. "Sure sounds like it," he said, absentmindedly tugging at the leg band of his tight shorts. This brought my attention there. I had only thought of Trent as just a little kid. The bulge in those shorts indicated otherwise. I remember showering with Kevin at that age, and how much he had grown from the previous year, and how curious he was. My cock lurched in my pants. "If this summer is like last, I guess we'll be spending a lot of time together. Especially since Houston will be leaving for college in six weeks," Trent lamented. "You make it sound like a prison sentence. We had a lot of fun together last summer." "I didn't mean it like that. It's just that I didn't really get to hang out with them much, they were always in Kevin's room." "Oh, God, Yes!" came Melissa's normal orgasm cry. Trent gave his shorts another tug, then went to the hall bathroom. I'm no rocket scientist, but I realized that Trent was aware of what was going on in Kevin's room. I stuck my ear to the bathroom door, and heard the distinctive sounds of a boy's fist slapping against his nutsack, and some light moaning. Trent was growing up, and hadn't been invited to join the activities of his older siblings. Come to think of it, none of the inner group was younger than Kevin. Over the next six weeks, I had little time alone with Kevin, but lots of time with Trent. We went to movies, the mall, amusement parks, etc. as Houston's departure time neared. Two days before Houston was to leave, they got permission to spend the night. All three of them. Houston, of course, had spent countless nights, but Melissa hadn't ever. I guess their parents assumed that nothing would happen between her and Kevin with both her younger and older brothers around. Or maybe they just thought it had probably already happened. I had planned to grill burgers for them, and was getting things ready, when the four of them came in. The three lovers went straight to the bedroom, and Trent joined me in the kitchen. We chatted as I chopped veggies and such. After a few minutes we heard the usual, "Oh, God, Yes!" Trent tugged at his tight shorts. "Does she have to do that every time?" he complained. Not sure how to respond, I merely said, "It appears so." By the time the burgers were ready, they had joined us on the patio. We had a lot of fun poking fun at Houston's future college life, but Trent was pretty quiet. Everyone pitched in cleaning up, and I was behind Trent as we carried things back inside. I looked at his butt which those tight shorts emphasized so well, and notice I didn't see any indication of underwear. Usually the leg band would be showing in the material. I made a mental note to check out the front if given the chance. Less than an hour later, the three horny teens were back in Kevin's room. Fifteen minutes after that came, "Oh, God, Yes." "That's it... I need a shower," Trent said. "Sure. Go right ahead. I'll just finish in the kitchen." I'd just put the last dish in the washer when I heard a crash. I rushed into the bathroom to find Trent standing there naked. He was completely surrounded by broken glass. "I'm sorry. I was just opening the shower door when it came off the track. I tried to catch it." "Are you hurt? Any cuts?" "No." It was a miracle considering the huge shards on either side of him, and a million all around. "Don't move, I'll get you." I crossed the room, glass crunching under my shoes. "What happened?" Kevin said behind me. "Don't come in, there's glass everywhere." I reached Trent, and picked him up. "Are you sure you're not cut?" I said, as I looked at his body, ostensibly checking for wounds. The boy was gorgeous, that's for sure. But seeing him naked... heaven. His legs were together, his butt sagging between my arms, pushing his cock and balls into a bundle in the middle. Still his cock lay on his thigh as I carried him out. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. As I exited the bathroom, I noticed Kevin was standing there naked. His recently spent cock still plump and red looking. I guess Houston was taking his turn on his sister. Kevin retreated to his room, and I carried Trent to mine. "You can use my shower. Are you sure you're not hurt?" "I'm fine," Trent said as I sat him down. His cock had gotten hard as I carried him, probably from seeing Kevin nude, confirming what he thought was going on in Kevin's room. His cock had to be close to six thick inches, and he was only twelve. His balls were full grown looking, too, other than being hairless. The kid was gorgeous and hung. "You're not worried about Kevin getting Melissa pregnant?" Trent wondered. "She's on the pill." "Do you suppose..." "Yes," I answered before he could finish asking if Houston was fucking her too. I was still staring at his cock. "Are you just going into the shower to jerk off?" I asked. He nodded, timidly. I sat on the bed, and pulled him to me. I don't know what came over me, I was mesmerized. Next thing I knew, his cock was in my mouth. His moan was almost as loud as mine as I swallowed that beautiful dick. I let it slip from my mouth long enough to ask, "Can you cum yet?" "A little." "Good. I want it." When he grabbed my head and thrust deep, I suddenly knew just how Kevin felt when he sucked dick. An overpowering thirst. Something that can't be denied. A sense of euphoria washed over me as his cum entered my throat. He pulled his dick from my mouth. "Thanks, I needed that. My shorts are in the bathroom." I went to retrieve his shorts. I was right, no underwear. As I watched him slip them up his legs, I was still staring at his cock. When he zipped up, I reached out and rubbed the bulge it formed. I couldn't believe I had sucked his cock. Stranger still, I wanted to again. Trent stood there letting me stroke the bulge in his shorts. "Did you really mean that about wanting my stuff in your mouth?" I couldn't look him in the eye, I just continued to squeeze his bulge, and nodded. "So, you aren't mad at me for shooting it in you?" "No. I'm only sorry I didn't get to taste it. You were in my throat when you let go." "I was too excited. I never had a blow job before. I sorta got carried away and grabbed your head." "That's okay, I'll get to taste it next time." Shit. Did I just tell him I wanted to suck his dick again? Half an hour later we were sitting on the couch watching TV. "I wonder why they haven't come out yet," Trent said. "They probably fell asleep." "Do you think they're all sleeping together naked?" "Probably." At that thought, Trent tugged on his shorts again trying to get more room for his expanding cock. I hadn't taken my eyes off his crotch since we'd sat down, so I got on my knees in front of him and reached for his zipper. "Are you going to suck it again?" "Is that okay?" "Yeah. But let's go to your room. I don't want them seeing me." He stood in front of me again and slithered out of his shorts. I took his hips in my hands and spun him around to lay on the bed. "Why are you concerned about them seeing you? It's not likely that they would tell your parents." "I know, but Kevin's dick is bigger than mine, and Houston is even bigger than his. They probably wouldn't say anything about it, but Melissa would know her brother has a little dick." "Well, just to let you know, Kevin's wasn't as big as yours at your age. Secondly, Melissa would probably want to take it for a ride, she's a bit of a slut." "So I noticed," he chuckled, as my lips slid down the length of his cock. "Can I shoot it in your mouth again?" "Absolutely." Trent grabbed my head again, but I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock so he wouldn't blow his load in my throat. I wanted to taste it before swallowing it. He lasted a little longer this time, but soon rewarded my effort with his cream. I swirled it around in my mouth, savoring its flavor, then let it join the previous load in my stomach. I was still sucking his spent dick when Trent chuckled, "Mike is gonna be so mad." "Who's Mike?" "My friend. All he ever talks about is wanting a blow job. He's never had one, and now I have." Oh god. The thought of another boy to service went straight to my dick. "Maybe I should meet him someday," I said looking up at him. He smiled down at me. "Do you like sucking dicks? How many have you sucked?" "Just one, but I certainly liked sucking it," I said, and lowered my face back to his cock. "Can I see yours?" he asked. I quickly stripped out of my clothes. "Your's is big, too," he said, reaching for it. I almost fainted when his fingers wrapped around it. He stroked it for only a minute, before I exploded on my belly. By the time Trent fell asleep in my bed, I made sure there was no cum left in him, sucking his cock twice more. In the morning I relieved him of any he had produced overnight. Afterward he stroked my cock again, saying he didn't think he wanted to suck just yet. It was four days later before I would see Trent again. Kevin went to pick up Melissa, and came back with Trent and another boy, too. Of course, it was Mike. Kevin and Melissa went to his room. "See, I told you. Straight to bed," Trent whispered to Mike. "Do you really think they're gonna do it?" "Yeah, you'll hear Melissa scream in a few minutes." "Do you think she sucks his dick?" Maybe she'll suck mine." "I don't know about her, but I know someone who does." "Bullshit. You've had a blow job, and didn't tell me?" Trent nodded and smiled. "Who did it for you?" Trent looked right at me. "Really?" he asked, turning to look at me. I smiled and nodded. Mike was frozen in disbelief. I walked over to my bedroom door and held it open in offering. Both boys entered, and I closed the door behind us. It didn't take me long to have both naked sitting on my bed, as I switched back and forth between their cocks. Mike wasn't nearly as big as Trent, but was further developed. He had a few hairs above his four-and-a-half-incher [11.4 cm]. I discovered I like sucking small dicks, too. After teasing them both for a while, I concentrated my efforts on Mike. His cock didn't reach my throat, so I was soon tasting his load. Then he watched as Trent grabbed my head and fucked my throat to completion. I was still attached to Trent's dick when we heard, "Oh, God, Yes" come through the wall from Kevin's room. The boys both broke up laughing. School was starting soon, but I managed to service Trent a couple more times. Once school started for Kevin's senior year, I saw Trent most weekends, and sometimes during the week. Weekends, he usually brought Mike or some other boy with him. By the time Kevin and Melissa went off to college, I was servicing ten thirteen-year-old boys on a regular basis. All of whom have made use of my ass as well as my mouth. Kevin is definitely a cum slut just like his mother. 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