Date: Tue, 23 Feb 2021 17:47:35 -0500 (EST)
From: ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com
Subject: An Unexpected Life (bisexual/incest)

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                                     An Unexpected Life
                                       by: Playtime69


	My life was anything but normal from day one. This is not saying it
was a bad life or an undesirable life. I am just saying it was just not
normal for anyone born in the sixties. There were not the sophisticated
tests to determine the sex of a child being born that exists now which for
most was not a big deal but to my mother it was everything.

	Before I was born the doctor told my mother I was going to be a
girl. There were all the indications and that he would be very surprised if
I was not a girl. Believing her doctor, she went out and bought all girl
clothes and decorated the baby's room in pink and white. Just imagine her
surprise when I came out with all boy parts.

	Being a boy dressed like a girl might be an issue in a big city or
town but out in the country it seemed not to be that big of a deal. Of
course I do not remember what all took place except for the fact my parents
loved taking pictures. There were tons of photo albums of me growing up,
almost all with me in girl's clothes.

	Things did change a bit when I started school. This was about the
time I began to remember what was going on. I was dressed in boy clothes
when I started school and continued to be dressed that way for years to
come. School was pretty normal and I was an excellent student. My grades
were very good and I never caused problems. I did get picked on somewhat
because I was smaller than the other children. Not only was I short I was
also thinner than the other boys. I was more of the normal size of the
girls in the class. Again being in the country the class size was very
small so everyone knew each other and the teasing I received was not too
dramatic.

	Puberty started for me when I was around eleven but the big changes
did not start taking place until I was twelve. I remember I did not like
the hair growing around my balls and dick so I took scissors and trimmed it
as close as I could without cutting my skin. I did not know why but I like
the cleaner bald look between my legs. I knew very little about sex or
growing up things. During this time period there was no such thing as "Sex
Education" in school and my parents did not give me any instructions
either. This meant I was on my own.

	My first experience happened when I had just turned 13. It was a
Saturday and my parents went shopping leaving me home alone. This was very
normal as they would leave after breakfast and would not get home until
right before dinner. My mother would always have my lunch ready in the
refrigerator and since they could trust me I was allowed to be home alone.

	This particular Saturday when they left I headed straight to the
bathroom and spent some much needed time cutting all the nasty hair from
between my legs. Since I used scissors to do this it took some time but I
found it to be time well spent as I loved the look and feel once it was
done. Once this job was done I headed to the living room for some TV
time. I sat and watched some Saturday morning cartoons for a while and for
some reason, and to this day I do not know why, I picked up one of the
photo albums that was on the coffee table. I began to look at my baby
pictures. The longer I spent looking the less I paid attention to the
TV. Finally, I turned the set off and sat "Indian" style on the couch as I
looked through the albums. One album in particular has most all the
pictures of me wearing cute little dresses that showed off my panties.

	As I looked at the pictures I found my hand trying to rearrange my
balls and a growing bulge between my legs. Eventually my dick fell out of
the leg opening of my underwear. I remember touching it as I tried to stuff
it back but accidentally brushed against its tip. It felt so good I decided
not to put it back and let it just hang out in the open as I continued to
look at the pictures. I spent about an hour or so before deciding to get
comfortable. I picked the "dirtiest" album and headed to my bedroom. There
I stripped off all my clothes and again sat "Indian" style on a soft furry
blanket on my bed. There I could spread out the books and have room to
enjoy my male member out in the open. I can still remember the excitement I
felt as my cock began to throb up and down on the blanket as I looked at my
old baby pictures. Eventually my hand found its way to my shaft and began
to touch and play with it as I looked at myself wearing cute panties. I
found my dick feeling the best when my hand would rub the shaft from the
balls to the head. Later I learned this was called stroking, or jacking
off. The longer I looked the bigger and harder my shaft got. The bigger it
got the harder I stroked it. This lead to looking for more nasty
pictures. I was stroking with one hand as my other thumbed through the
pages of me wearing panties and dresses. I could feel something happening
as it continued to feel better. My hand now flying over my dick as I
searched for just the right picture to stare at as I played. Finding what I
thought was just the right picture, I laid the album off to the side,
grabbed my dick, and began to rub the head across the soft fur blanket. The
picture I stared at was of me as a little baby dressed in a pink and white
dress and a pair of ruffled panties. I was bent over with my butt sticking
up in the air. I stared at my butt in girl panties as my hands rubbed my
cock across the blanked at lightning speed. My heart rate went up, my
breathing got really fast and heavy, and I began to moan out loud. I had no
idea what I was doing or what was going to happen. I just knew it felt good
and I did not ever want it to end. Then it happened. I blew my load of cum
all over the blanket, my body, and my bed. There was cum flying all
over. Luckily none hit the pictures. I continued to sling my cock back and
forth until it began to get very sensitive and hurt from the friction.

	When I "came to" I saw the mess I had made and figured I had better
get it cleaned up. I went and got some paper towels but when I entered the
room again I noticed a strange smell. I decided to open the windows and
spray some air freshener around to get rid of the smell. I cleaned up the
mess and put the album back, making sure I knew which one my favorite
pictures were in. I went back to my normal Saturday routine and waited for
my parents to get home. I do not know if they ever knew what happened but
there was no way I was going to ask.

	This same procedure would happen when they went shopping until one
day when I wondered what it would feel like to wear panties again. I went
into my mother's drawer and got a pair of panties out and tried them
on. They were much too big but felt amazing. I headed to my bedroom where I
sat on my bed wearing just her panties and looking through the photo
albums. I began to jack off while still wearing her panties and just before
I came I pulled my dick out and shot my load onto my stomach. When I
finished I noticed her panties had a big wet spot on them. I later figured
out that it was from pre-cum. I put them back on the bottom of her pile so
they could dry. Over the next several months I tried different methods and
different things to rub against but found nothing I liked better than my
mother's panties. Wearing her panties just did something to me that I could
not explain.

	On my fourteenth birthday we had a nice family meal followed with a
birthday cake and presents. I got some nice stuff but nothing as nice as
when I carried the items to my bedroom and found another present laying on
the bed. I quickly opened it up and found two things. I found a note from
my mother and a package of little girl's panties. I was embarrassed but
excited at the same time.

	The note from my mother read, "Tony, I know you like wearing
panties so I got you a package all your own and in your size. You can wear
them anywhere you want except to school for obvious reasons. If you like
what I got and want more just put them with your dirty clothes once you
wear them and I will buy you some more. I love you and hope this makes you
happy. Your Mother."

	I could not believe it. Panties all my own. I ripped the package
open, closed my bedroom door, pulled off all my clothes, and pulled on a
pair. They fit perfect, that was until I had them on and my cock began to
grow. They then got a little tight and finally the head popped out the top
waist band. I could not help myself. I began to jack off in my new panties
and in a matter of seconds I had expelled a load of cum, most of which
landed on my new panties. I did not care. I wiped them off and left them
on. I got into bed and went to sleep wearing just the panties.

	Over the next couple years I collected several pairs of panties and
openly wore them around the house. I also wore them under my shorts as I
worked in the yard or when I went shopping. The one place I did not wear
them was to school. When I turned 16 years old I began to do yard work for
others in the area. I worked for neighbors, teachers, and friends of my
parents. I loved wearing my panties while working in the yard. They made me
feel really sexy and would help me have big cum shots at night after having
them on all day.

	It was not unusual during my Junior year in High School to be asked
by a teacher to do some yard work after school or on the weekends. So when
Mrs. Klain told me her husband was out of town for an extended period of
time and she needed some work done in the yard, I thought nothing about
it. We set a time and day for me to do the work. When the day arrived I was
there at the proper time ready to do the work.

	Mrs. Klain was my History teacher and was very cute. She was just
over 5' tall not even weighing 100 pounds. Her short yellow blonde hair set
off her deep blue eyes and that along with her perfect smile made for an
easy to look at teacher. I enjoyed her class and the way she taught so when
I arrived at her house I expected to see that same person dressed in the
same professional way as she was in class. I was happily surprised when she
answered the door wearing a half shirt and short cut off jean shorts that
barely covered her butt cheeks. Trust me I was not complaining at all. I am
just saying I was surprised.

	"Hi Tony. I am glad you were able to come help me out today."
Mrs. Klain said with a smile.

	"No problem. Just show me what you would like done and where the
tools are and I will get started." I replied.

	She took me around back and showed me where I could get anything I
needed to do the job. The we went back to the front yard and worked our way
back around the house until she had gone over everything she wanted done. I
estimated about four hours of work which would be perfect. That would put
me home, naked, and jacking off around one giving me plenty of time to
enjoy the afternoon before my parents got home.

	I got right to work. A few hours later I looked up to see
Mrs. Klain standing in front of me. She told me it was time to take a break
and drink some water. Her being my teacher I did not refuse. We sat down
while I drank the cold water she brought out to me. We talked about school,
home life, and other assorted items. I began to wonder if she wanted me
there to talk or to work as she was in no hurry for me to get back to work
and seemed to enjoy the conversation.

	Finally I said, "Sorry, but I need to get back to work so I can
finish the job. I need to get home pretty soon so I can get some stuff done
before my parents get home from shopping."

	"Well, if you must." She disappointedly replied.

	I got up and went back to work and she went back inside. I finished
the work in the front yard and headed around back. It was getting rather
hot by then and with no clouds in the sky it was good weather to lay out
and that was just what Mrs. Klain decided to do. I am not sure if she was
watching for me to go to the back yard or if it just happened that way but
just as I made it to the back the back door opened and Mrs. Klain walked
out wearing the smallest string bikini I had ever seen. The bikini was
white and with her dark tan and perfectly shaped body she was a beauty to
look at.

	"You do not mind if I lay out a while do you?" She asked.

	"No Ma'am." I answered.

	"What is this Ma'am garbage?" She snapped back with. The after a
pause she continued by saying, "Just call me Karen."

	I just looked at her like I was confused. She then explained, "Well
that is my name, right? So just use it. Just call me Karen when you are
working around the house."

	"Ok. Sorry...Kaaarrreeennnnnn." I slowly answered back.

	She giggled as she laid down on the lawn chair close to where I was
working. I continued to work but taking quick glimpses of her half naked
body as I tried to finish the job.

	I worked about fifteen minutes when I heard Karen ask, "You do not
mind if I remove my top do you."

	"Nnnnnnnnooooooooooo." I struggled to reply.

	Again she giggled as I watched her raise up, undo the clip to her
top, and remove it from her perfect breasts. Her boob was small for a woman
her age but fit her body perfectly. I had always loved smaller ones anyway
so it was a perfect fit for the both of us. I kept working but taking more
time looking at her as she drank in the sun's rays. Another fifteen minutes
went by and I had turned my back on her as I worked around a bush. She was
only out of site for a minute but when she was back into viewing range she
was totally naked.

	Not thinking I yelled out, "Mrs. Klain, ummmmm, Karen. You are
naked."

	Giggling she replied, "Sooooooooooo? How else is a person supposed
to get an all over tan?"

	"Oh. Ok." I replied. I just figured if she did not mind being in
front of me naked then it was not going to bother me either.

	Her pussy was shaved clean. There was not a hair on her body except
for her head and a light dusting of blonde hair on her arms. Her pussy lips
were tightly closed and were small just like a little girl's pussy lips. I
could feel my panties getting wet from the pre-cum oozing from my penis
tip.

	A few minutes later she asked me if I liked what I was seeing. I
wasted no time in telling her that I did like what I saw and that she was
very nice looking. She thanked me. Another half hour went by before she got
up walked inside still totally naked. She returned with some more water for
me to drink and a drink for herself. I could tell Kearn's was an alcoholic
drink though. Again we talked some but the subject shifted to girls,
kissing, and eventually sex. I was a little uncomfortable talking about sex
with my teacher but since she started it I was not going to be a baby so I
kept talking.

	"I really need to get finished with my work here so I can get
home. I have some stuff there to get done before my parents get home." I
was begging.

	Giggling she replied, "Maybe you can get it done here before you go
home." Then she gave me a big sexy smile.

	Surly I was taking this the wrong way. Was she making a pass at me?
She was married so why would she want my boy cock when she had a man cock
whenever she wanted it? She finally gave in and told me to finish but that
she had something she needed help with inside when I finished outside. I
told her that was fine and went back to work. I finished the yard work and
got all the tools back in place. I went to the door to see what else she
wanted done and when she opened the door I noticed she was still naked. She
invited me in and led me to her bedroom. I figured she wanted me to move
some furniture or something heavy but that was far from the truth.

	We entered her room and as soon as we were inside she jumped on the
bed, spread her legs, and said, "Fuck me Tony!"

	"But Mrs. Klain, you are married." I complained.

	"So? Fuck me anyway. Please." She begged.

	Not wanting to hurt her feelings, I disrobed and got into bed with
her. I then told her I was a virgin and did not know much. This set her off
like a kid in a candy shop. She then took the upper hand by pushing me off
to the side and she climbed on top of me. My cock now hard as a rock and
sticking its full 6" straight up in the air. She kissed me hard on the lips
pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. This was my first French kiss. I
kissed her back letting my tongue probe the inside of her mouth as
well. While we kissed our hands played with each other's body parts until
neither of us could take it any longer. She positioned herself above my
male member and gently slid her pussy around my shaft. She began to fuck
me, riding me hard and fast. She pounded her body into mine like she had
not had sex in years. I was just about to blow my load when I felt
something very warm and wet encase my cock. Later I would find out that she
had just had an orgasm and had shot her load all over my dick. This warm
slippery feeling took me over the edge. There was no stopping my load now
from entering her pussy. I fucked her back as my jets of cum spewed deep
inside her willing body.

	When it was over we kissed some more. She told me that I was great
in bed and that I was going to get extra credit in class because of my
performance and because I allowed her to take my cherry. I figured this was
just going to be a onetime thing so I just set my mind that way. If it
happened again then great. If not then that was ok too. I at least had the
experience I needed to fuck girls my own age.

	I got out of bed and got dressed. She paid me for the work I
completed and headed home. Soon as I walked in the door I stripped, grabbed
my favorite photo album, and jacked off. I had really enjoyed sex with my
teacher but jacking off while looking at my baby picture was still a big
turn on. When I finished I took a shower, got dressed, and waited for my
parents to get home.

	I had wondered what History class would be like Monday. I was
surprised that Karen acted like nothing had happened. Things were normal
and nothing else happened for quite a while. Then about three months later
Mrs. Klain did not show up for class. Figuring she was sick, I thought
nothing about it until she had missed an entire week. Then Monday morning I
was called into the office where I found my parents and some other people.

	It was then I found out for the first time that our secrete had
been found out. Mrs. Klain admitted that it was entirely her fault and that
she had raped me. Not that I complained but still she was the one on top
and she was doing most of the work. This was just the start
though. Mrs. Klain was arrested, her husband was divorcing her, she lost
her teaching job, and on top of all that she was pregnant.

	When the baby was born they did some tests and found the baby to be
mine. There was a lawsuit against Mrs. Klain and the school. I was awarded
full custody of the baby boy, money for him and his care, and money for me
to get my education including college. My parents were very supportive and
helped me bring up my boy. This time my mother dressed my boy like a boy
and not as a girl. I was a little disappointed in that decision but there
were many reasons for the change in my mother's actions.

	My son, Levi, stayed in my room and I was to watch and take care of
him anytime I was not in school or working. It was almost like he was my
brother. I watched as he grew up and in the end I loved him very much. I
graduated from High School and went directly into my college classes. I
continued to live at home while attending the local college and in a few
short years I had my college degree. I was 22 years old when I finished
college making Levi 5 years old. I got a good job which turned into a great
career soon after I graduated.

	The Fall after I graduated from college had many changes for me and
my son. I moved from home with my son into an apartment. Levi started
school, and I started the new job. My son was in an after school program
and when I worked and he was not in school my mother stepped up and took
care of him. This worked great for many years.

	When Levi turned 10 years old it finally hit me that I did not want
him to go through what I had been through. I got lucky and things worked
out but that was just luck. I figured that one way I could make sure he had
a better life was to teach him about life, sex, and the basics about
women. I did not know when, but I decided he should know about sex before
he was a teenager. This gave me a few years to get things figured out.

	Over time Levi made friends and would spend the night with his
friends and then sometimes his friends would stay with us. By now we had
moved into a house so we had much more room to entertain his friends. We
also had more privacy. I had had a few girlfriends and had been on some
dates from time to time over the years but nothing really took hold. I was
actually scared to have sex because I did not want to have any more
children. This really did not bother me too much as I had my son to spend
time with and my hand and photo albums to pleasure myself with. I made sure
I did not do anything when it was possible he might see me especially while
wearing panties. I had transformed from men's underwear to women's
panties. My son and I were very modest around each other and I was not
really sure why. That changed very quickly soon after Levi turned 12 years
old.

	Levi had plans to spend the night with his friends one Friday
night. This was going to give me the opportunity to take care of myself for
a change. I dropped him off at his friends place and I headed home. I took
a shower and went to the living room to relax. I was sitting on the couch
thumbing through one of my favorite photo albums when I decided to take
care of my sexual needs.

	I grabbed some tissues, my book, and a pillow and made myself
comfortable on the floor. I spread the photo albums out around and began to
look through them finding just the right pictures to masturbate to. I was
deep into my playtime when I heard the front door opening. With the
position I was in compared to the front door and the lack of anything to
cover up with I knew there was nothing I could do. I was like the deer in
the headlights and froze. The door opened and luckily Levi was all alone.

	Levi saw me and what I was doing and he too froze as he said,
"Daddy! What are you doing?" But before I could say anything he saw the
photo albums and added, "Who is the little girl?"

	I thought to myself, "Well I knew I was going to have to talk to
him about sex but had hoped it would be better planned out."

	I came back to reality to answer my son, "Well, first I am taking
care of myself. Some call it masturbation and some call it jacking off. No
matter what you call it, the goal is to have fun and to cum. As for the
pictures they are my baby pictures. And, why are you home so early?"

	"But Dad, those are girl's clothes." He commented. Then he answered
my question by saying, "Jack got sick so his father brought me home."

	"Well Son, it is like this." I began saying.

	I then went into great detail of why I was wearing those clothes,
how I learned about masturbation, how he had come about, how I knew I was
going to have to teach him about sex, and finally how much I still enjoyed
looking at my baby pictures, masturbating, and wearing panties. We sat on
the floor and looked through the albums. I watched closely to see what he
liked most and found he liked the frontal views best, especially ones with
me only wearing panties. We talked about what we each liked to look at most
and why. I noticed him pulling at his dick from time to time and knew it
was time to begin some teaching.

	"Levi. This is not fair." I began my strategy.

	"What do you mean?" He asked.

	"I am naked and you get to watch my cock going up and down as we
look at my baby pictures but you still have all your clothes on. I bet you
are hungry too." I probed.

	"I am starved. Can we have pizza while we look at pictures?" He
asked.

	I agreed on one condition that he too got naked. He agreed so I
ordered pizza while he took his clothes off and took a shower. The pizza
came and we sat on the living room floor naked eating pizza and looking at
my baby pictures. We talked about the ones we liked best and found he liked
the frontal views of me wearing just white cotton panties and no shirt. He
liked all of them with me in white panties and the ones with me shirtless
too. I watched as his little cock got big and shrank and then would get big
again. When I thought the time was right I began the second lesson,
masturbation.

	"Are you ready to learn how to masturbate?" I questioned.

	"Yeah, I guess so." He responded.

	"Ok. Well there are lots of ways to masturbate. Some are more fun
and feel better than others, so I will go over some of the basic methods
then you can pick how you want to do it the first time. Let's get this mess
cleaned up first and then we will start." I explained as I stood up to take
my plate to the kitchen.

	Levi also stood up to go to the kitchen and it was then I noticed
he was as stiff as a board and looked to measure about 4.5 to 5" long with
a decent thickness to his cock. I do not think I was that big when I was
his age but now I measured a good 7.5" with a normal thickness to my
member. We got everything cleaned up from dinner and went back to the
living room to do some father-son sexual activities. I told him to watch
what I did so he would know what was to happen. I laid out some picture and
grabbed hold of my stiff rod. I began to slowly stock my dick as I
explained about edging and why it was so much fun.

	As I demonstrated the art of jacking off, Levi asked, "Ohhhhhhhhh,
so this is what Jack was talking about?"

	I questioned him about his comment and he explained that Jack said
his sister had taught him something really cool and that he was going to
show us tonight but he got sick before anything happened. We just thought
he was making it up because he called it jacking off and with his name
being Jack we thought it was all nonsense. I assured Levi that it was
definitely not nonsense and that it was normal for guys to do it in groups
so not to be afraid of what might happen. Then I advised him not to get
involved if Jack's sister was participating.

	"Dad, why do you keep rubbing the tip of your dick and putting your
finger to your mouth." Levi questioned.

	I told him about pre-cum and how good it tasted. He gave it a try
with his own juices and found that I was right. I helped him to get started
stroking his own cock as he looked very intensely at the pictures of my
pantied butt.

	Suddenly he stopped, looked at me, and asked, "What does it feel
like to wear girl's panties?"

	That question just took the whole situation to another level. I
explained how soft panties were and how they would make me hard when I
rubbed my cock on them. I asked him if he wanted to see for himself. He
jumped at the chance to find out firsthand what being pantied felt like. I
went and got a few pairs of panties that I thought he could wear and have
fun in. The first pair was the smallest I had which was still too big but
at least they stayed up when he walked around. I could tell he was enjoying
being in panties. I had him put on a slightly larger pair and taught him
how to pillow hump in them. This was something he really enjoyed and I had
to have him stop before he came. I asked him if he would like to have an
album of picture of him in panties. He was really excited I had asked, so I
got the camera and took a few pictures telling him I would get him some
panties that fit better, then we would get a lot of pictures. We went back
to some masturbation training. I showed him several different positions and
methods letting him try each of them to see which he preferred.

	Out of the blue he asked, "What is a blowjob?"

	This one took me by surprise. What was a 12 year old boy thinking
about a blowjob for? I wondered. I told him it was when a man or woman took
a guy's dick into their mouth and sucked while sliding it in and out of
their mouth. I told him that sometime they also played with the guy's balls
and shaft as they sucked. I then asked him where he had heard about
blowjobs. He told me that his friend, Mike had said his cousin showed him
and that it was a lot of fun. He was planning to show the others in the
group next week.

	Levi then asked, "Can we do it?"

	I was not very experienced in the art of oral sex but I was willing
to give it a try with my son. I had him pull his panties off so I could get
to his dick. I placed my head between his legs and opened my mouth. I
slowly took his hard member inside my warm mouth and locked my lips around
the base. I began to suck as my fingers worked over his balls. I could hear
my son moan as I began to slowly slide my mouth up and down his shaft. I
could feel him began to hump my face as I sucked harder. I knew he was not
going to last long so I let his cock plop from my lips.

	"Daddy!" Levi yelped."Why did you stop? It was feeling really
good."

	"I know. That is why I stopped. I did not want you to cum yet." I
explained. "Would you like to give it a try with my cock?" I then asked.

	I did not have to ask twice as he mounted my cock with his mouth
like an expert. He sucked and fucked my cock with his face as his small
fingers played with my balls. I could feel my cum beginning to make its way
out so I had him stop. I was not ready to cum yet either.

	We continued to masturbate and suck each other for the next hour or
so. I knew we each had got as close as we could and needed to release our
load of cum. I had him pick his favorite pictures as I laid out mine. I
told him to pick his favorite method but that this time for him not to stop
no matter what. We sat facing each other as we began our final stroking
session. The harder and faster Levi stroked the harder and faster I
stroked. I was enjoying watching my son masturbate as much or more than
looking at my baby pictures. Then it happened. Levi's cock erupted with a
geyser of cum. The first stream hit him just below his lips with his next
two streams splattering on his chest. I began to climax shortly after I saw
he had been taken care of. My cum streams were not quite as impressive but
were still not too shabby either.

	I handed my son some tissue asking, "How was that for a fun evening
with your old man?"

	Still breathing hard he answered, "That was great!" Then after a
pause he asked, "When can we do it again?"

	I chuckled as I answered, "Well, there is no set time to wait. Some
guys can cum several times without stopping. Some like to wait a while and
some can only cum once a day. It is getting late so why do we not call it a
night and go to bed then tomorrow we can go shopping for some panties."

	Levi got a big smile on his face then replied, "Ok. That sounds
like fun. Can I sleep in a pair of your panties tonight?"

	"If you would like." I answered then I asked, "Would you like to
sleep in my bed with me?"

	Looking a little embarrassed he answered, "Yes."

	With that we got cleaned up and headed to bed. He put on a pair of
my white panties that was too big but still could be worn. I also wore a
pair of white panties. Neither of us wore a shirt as we snuggled up next to
each other. We both were soon asleep, not moving much at all during the
night. The next morning we both woke up with hard cocks.

	"Good morning son." I said as I watched his eyes open.

	With a smile on his face he replied, "Good morning, Daddy."

	Seeing if he was still interested in playing sex games with me I
asked, "Would you like to do some cock sucking this morning?"

	He quickly said he would love to. I pulled the covers back and
helped him remove his panties. I too took my panties off while urging him
to get into the '69' position with him on top of me. We sucked each other
as our fingers played with each other's balls. I was able to make Levi cum
first, filling my mouth with his young delicious cum. Not long after he
came I blew my load down my son's throat. We sucked each other dry before
letting the other's cock fall from our lips.

	Levi turned around facing me. We smiled at each other. I leaned
forward giving my son a kiss on the lips. He pressed hard against mine as I
then slipped my tongue into his mouth. We French kissed for several minutes
before getting out of bed. We ate breakfast, dressed, and headed to the
store for some panty shopping.

	We picked out several packages of panties for my son then picked
some matching panties for the both of us. On the way out of the girl's
department, Levi spotted some really cute nighties. He asked if we could
get one for each of us that matched. I was more than willing to make him
happy with a nightie. We picked out a sexy one before checking out and
going home. By the time we got home we both had wet spots on our shorts
from the pre-cum. As soon as we walked in the door we both stripped. We put
on a matching pair of panties and began to take pictures. We spent several
hours taking pictures of our pantied butts and cocks. We each came shortly
after we ate dinner. We showered together and dressed in our matching
nighties. Levi slept in bed with me again that night.

	Sunday morning I woke up first with a massive hard-on. I slowly
pulled back the covers and noticed that Levi also had a hard-on pushing up
the bottom of his nightie. He was such a cute little boy dressed in a
girl's nightie. The longer I looked the more excited I got. After a few
minutes I could not take any more and positioned myself above my son. I
slowly lowered myself on top of him to where our penises were touching each
other only separated by the two thin nighties we were wearing. Wow, did
that feel good. I began to pump up and down as I rubbed myself on his
cock. Levi finally opened his eyes to find me fucking him from above. At
first he tried to get away but once he figured out where he was and what
was going on he was all for it and joined in. We pumped each other until we
both blew our loads inside our sexy nighties.

	When we were finished, I rolled off of him. We talked a few minute
as we watched our cocks deflate. Levi asked me about how many time I
normally came in one day and what the record was. We decided to see if we
could each cum five times before we went to bed. With this decided and
having a plan of attach we got out of bed and cleaned up. We slipped on
some matching panties and headed out to the living room for some pictures
before we ate breakfast. During the picture time I noticed we were both
getting hard so I suggested we masturbate one more time before eating. Levi
agreed. To make it more fun we decided to have a contest. We would see who
could cum faster. The looser would have to clean up the kitchen alone.

	We each picked our favorite pictures to look at and our favorite
jacking off position. I counted down and when I hit start we each began to
jack off. We each went after our cock will full intention of shooting our
loads as fast as we could. At just over one minute I could feel my cum
beginning to flow from my balls. Just before the two minute mark, I watched
as my son blasted a load of cum all over his smooth belly and his hairless
cock and balls. Watching his cum flow all over his body caused me to
unleash my wild load. Once we could catch our breath we talked about how
much fun that was and how I now got to clean the kitchen once we had
eaten. We again cleaned up and I went to the kitchen to fix breakfast. We
ate and while I cleaned up the mess, Levi went and picked out some panties
for us to wear during our next picture taking session.

	We took lots of pictures while in panties. During the picture time
we decided to give each other a blow job. We sucked each other in the '69'
position until we each came. I swallowed my son's cum at about the same
time he was drinking my load. After a short break we finished up the
pictures and discussed lunch. We decided to have the same contest to see
who would clean the kitchen after lunch. This time though, we would only be
allowed to watch the other masturbate. This would mean no pictures to look
at just the other masturbating. We sat across from each other and began. It
was not long before my cum was being propelled from my cock at record
speed. Levi's cum flow was not far behind but was still after mine. This
meant Levi had to clean the kitchen.

	When lunch was finished and the kitchen cleaned we took a nap in
each other's arms. After dinner was over and the kitchen cleaned once again
we decided to do something different. We jacked each other off. We were not
allowed to touch our own cock. This was a lot of fun and something I had
never done before. We shot our cum over both our bodies. This being cum
number five we were both pretty proud of ourselves. We watched a movie then
took a shower together. It was during the shower we both got hard one more
time and decided to do something about it. We took turns playing with each
other until we each dribbled out load number six. Finishing up we got out
of the shower and dressed in just panties to sleep in. Monday being a work
day we slept in our own beds but my dreams were all about all the sexual
activities I could have with Levi and his young hairless friends.

	Over the next several years Levi and I tried many different things
together. Most of which he tried with his friends too. He would then tell
me all about what he had done with them and to them. Sadly enough I was
never invited to play with them. I guess it was best this way as I did not
want to end up like my teacher and be in jail for all those years. At least
I had my son to have fun with and I do believe he was happy with me too.

                                         The End