Date: Thu, 4 Dec 2014 20:53:56 -0800 From: Carl Robinson Subject: (bi/incest) Taking Charge of My Family - 8 Donate -- Please donate to Nifty. For just the cost of a cup of coffee a week you can help feed the imaginations of starving readers. Help end sexual hunger today, donate at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Obligatory Disclaimer and notes about the story -- This story is fictional. None of these people are real and none of this happened. This story contains sex between family members and sex between adults and minors (as well as minors with minors and adults with adults, same goes for male/female, female/female, and male/male pairings as well as groups. Not all of those combinations will be in every chapter though. I have started a related spin-off story to this one that focuses on Madison's point of view and his adventures. Madison's Adventures, can be found at: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/madisons-adventures/ Please send any comments or feedback to me at niftytakechargedad at yahoo dot com Taking Charge of My Family -- 8 "If You Love Somebody, Set Them Free" Ricky hadn't gotten fucked the night before, so I figured to be fair all the kids might as well have sore asses as they rode the bus to school that morning, so I visited him to take care of my morning hard on. While I was fucking Ricky, I asked Katy how she felt that morning. She said her ass was a little sore but she was good. After I shot my load up Ricky's ass while he was shooting morning cum into Katy's mouth, I went to go check on Madison. He said his ass hurt a bit, so I applied some of the medicated cream to his inflamed hole. It was red and puffy. I spent several minutes making sure the cream was properly applied. I told him I didn't want him to be sitting on a sore ass all day at school then kissed his forehead. He smiled back at me then leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "I love you daddy, thank you for last night," he said. I smiled back at him. He seemed to be positively beaming with an internal light this morning he was so happy. Since I was going to be spending the evening at Tom Chapman's house, I made sure to fuck Sara twice during the day to satisfy my lust and make sure I kept her womb soaked with my sperm. When Madison got home, his mother fixed him some fruit for a snack, then we got in my truck and headed into town to buy him all the gear he would need for joining the soccer team. When we were in the changing room and he was trying on his soccer shorts, I felt his ass up and asked him how he was feeling. I was still worried that Ricky and I had gotten carried away last night and hurt him. He smiled at me and said, "It hurt a little this morning but it feels okay now. Thanks again daddy," he said and hugged me. I kissed him and then we finished buying him his new soccer clothes. They were all black and gold. The coach had let me know the team's colors when I talked to him on the phone. I punched the coaches address into the truck's GPS system and it led us to the edge of town. The house was at the end of the street and had about as much privacy as a house in town could have. There were no neighbors on either side and the backyard bordered the forest. We got out and headed to the door. I was about to knock when the door opened. There was a young blond half naked teenage boy standing inside the house holding the door open. He looked a little bit younger than Ricky, so I guess he was either thirteen or fourteen. He was at least a half foot shorter than Ricky, only a few inches above five feet. He obviously worked out though because he was lean and had well defined muscles. He was only wearing a pair of black skin tight spandex workout shorts. The outline of his boyhood was visible through the shorts. "Hello, you must be Mr. Robinson and Madison. Welcome, I'm Brett. Come on in, my father is in the kitchen getting dinner into the oven and will be out in just a second," said the blond boy as he held the door open for us. His hair was cut short and as he turned around I could see that he was covered in a fine layer of almost invisible blond fur. He led us into the living room and asked if we wanted anything to drink, offering beer, wine, a cocktail, juice, milk, or water. I asked for a beer and Maddy wanted some water. Brett got us our drinks then sat down across from us. He slowly spread his legs apart and smiled at me, daring me look. "I'm so glad Madison is interested in joining the Hornets. It is a really fun team. I help my dad out as the assistant coach. So Madison, how did you hear about the Hornets? My dad didn't really fill me in on any of the details," said Brett. Madison didn't answer. I turned and looked at him and he was just sitting there with his mouth open staring at Brett's crotch. I couldn't really blame him, Brett obviously wore the shorts to show off his bulge and he couldn't have been more obvious about it if just pulled his dick out and started waving it at us. I elbowed Madison to get his attention. "Brett asked you a question," I said. "Huh? Sorry, what was the question?" sputtered Madison, causing both Brett and me to laugh. "I was just asking where you heard about Hornets?" asked Brett. "Hornets?" asked Madison confused. "Yeah, that's the name of my dad's soccer team, the Hornets," said Brett. "Oh, my friend Jonah told me about it," said Madison. Brett smiled and seemed to perk up when Madison answered, "Oh you're a friend of Jonah's? I like Jonah, he's a cool kid. I was telling your father that I work with my dad on the team, I'm the assistant coach." "Don't you play on a team yourself?" I asked, wondering why Brett was volunteering to help his father out instead of playing. "Yeah, but our practices are Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Our games are sometimes on Saturday and sometimes on Sunday, so I don't make all the games, but I'm there for the practices," he explained. I nodded. I figured he must be thirteen then, since if he was fourteen, he would be in high school and likely be on the high school team, which would mean he would have practice every day. "Hello there, sorry to keep you waiting, but I was just finishing up the lasagna and needed to put it in the oven, we have an hour before it's ready and we eat," said a man that had to be the coach, Tom Chapman. I stood up to shake his hand and we exchanged first names. "Have we met before, you look familiar?" he asked me. As soon as he said that I knew where we had seen each other. He was the man that saw me buying the enema kits and lube in the drugstore and said "Have fun". I was so embarrassed to see him again. I think I blushed and stumbled over my words as I tried to answer, "Uh, um, I think, uh, we might have, passed each other, uh, at the drugstore last week." "Oh right, now I remember. So, did you have fun?" he asked Tom as he winked at me. "Uh, yeah, I guess I did," I answered. I quickly sat back down and took a large sip of my beer. "Good, well, let's get down to business," Tom said as he sat down. Tom introduced himself to Madison and started talking soccer. I could tell that Madison quickly lost interest in the conversation and was more focused on staring at Brett. The teen kept smiling at me as he showed off his abs and chest, flexing them and sort of making them ripple as Madison drooled. I did find it a bit distracting myself. I also noticed that Madison occasionally looked at Tom the same way. Tom was in his mid-forties and in fairly good shape. He obviously exercised regularly. He had light brown hair that was just starting to get streaked with gray. He had a strong prominent nose and high cheek bones. There wasn't much resemblance to Brett though, although their eyes looked similar. I guessed that Brett wasn't his son but was related somehow. After Tom got done trying to explain to Madison what would be expect of him if he joined the team, he suggested that Brett give Madison a tour of the house while we talked about the financial requirements. Brett wrapped his arm around Madison's shoulder and pressed his naked teen chest against the boy's side as they walked out of the room. Tom leaned back on the couch and gave me the total that would cover all of Madison's fees and the cost of his jersey for the season. It wasn't that much and I was fine paying it. I pulled out my checkbook and wrote him a check right then. I could tell by the way Madison reacted to Tom and Brett that the boy would want to be on the team even if he never made it onto the field. Tom and I stared at each other silently for a few minutes. Neither of us really knowing where to start. The sexual tension that had been in the room earlier might have been missed by someone that wasn't having sex with boys, but it was obvious to us and we both knew it. I guess neither of us was comfortable being the first one to broach the subject though. So I bite the bullet and not only broached the subject but nuked it, "So, do you have sex with all the boys on the team?" I asked. Tom tried to act shocked and say he didn't know what I was talking about, but my expression told him I wasn't buying it. Finally he gave me a real answer and lobbed the grenade back to me, "No, just the ones that have already discovered they enjoy it. Like Madison obviously has. The way that boy and you were looking at Brett, it is clear you know what he was offering and you wanted it." "Fair enough," I said. He was right. While I wouldn't risk having sex outside my family, I couldn't deny that Brett was a sexy little fuck and the thought of his tight young muscular body under me as I fucked him was appealing. "He isn't your son is he?" I asked. "Yes and no, I've adopted him when he was five. He was my sister's boy. She died in a car accident," He explained. "I heard that you are adopting Madison, but that he is actually your grandson," he said. "Where did you hear that?" I asked. "Jonah told me when he asked me if Madison could join the team," he answered. "Ah. Yes, the boy has a desperate need to be loved and get attention from a father figure. I'm already his legal guardian now, so if it makes him happy to be my son I'm willing to make it official. I love that boy very much and will do almost anything to make sure he is happy," I said, trying to explain my actions. "Indeed, and I'm sure he is very enthusiastic in showing his appreciation for that attention," said Tom. "He is a special boy and I would never hurt him or let anyone hurt him," I said, a bit offended at Tom's insinuation. "As it should be. There are enough boys out there that would be happy to receive our special type of mentoring and love. There is no need to force it on an unwilling or unappreciative boy. Just from our brief interaction I can tell that you love the boy and he loves you. But his needs are greater than you can fulfill, aren't they," he said as he leaned forward. He was right and I knew it. I thought that by being supportive of Madison's sexuality and indulging him at home that I could keep him from seeking male attention outside the home but already from the rumors Ricky was telling me about it was obvious that Madison need more. Tom and I talked for a bit and Tom convinced me to let this evening be a trial run. If I would let Madison make his own choices tonight without pressuring the boy one way or another, Madison would be able to tell me if he wanted what Tom was offering and I could see that he, Tom, wasn't forcing anything on Madison that the boy didn't want. When dinner was ready, Tom yelled for the boys to come back into the house. When they showed up, I could tell that they had been fooling around. Brett looked a little flushed and Madison was blushing. Tom did make Brett go put a shirt on for dinner, but it was a tight as the shorts. During dinner, Tom sat next to Madison and Brett sat next to me. Tom was constantly reach under the table and rubbing Madison's leg. Part of me wanted Madison to get upset and push him away. He was my boy, how dare he let some other man fondle him. But then the voice of reason would remind me that I was fucking four members of my family and Madison was getting the least attention since he wasn't really interested in having sex with Sara or Katy. Also he was not anyone one's favorite. I loved him dearly, but the truth was that my daughter Sara was the one I wanted the most. She was the one I fucked every day and while part of it was that I wanted to get her pregnant, that was just part of it. It was also clear that Ricky and Katy were in love. Where did that leave Madison? Who would put him first? I was trying to think about this but kept getting distracted by Brett. The boy was very forward. The first time he grabbed my crotch and felt how big my dick was he became obsessed with trying to play with it under the table. Finally I pushed his hand away and whispered for him to stop it. He leaned over, holding a bowl of steamed vegetables in one hand while he put his other hand on my leg, "Are you sure you don't want more?" he asked. I looked the boy directly in the eye and said, "Yes, I'm fine. I get quite enough to eat at home." Tom had been paying attention to the exchange and started to choke on the wine he was drinking as he started to laugh in mid swallow. After dinner was over, Brett cleared the table and stacked the dishes in the sink. Then he went over to his dad and asked if it was alright if he and Madison went swimming. Tom looked over me to get my okay. I looked over at Madison and the silently begging me to say yes. He was so damn cute when he wanted something. "Alright," I said. Madison ran over and gave me a hug. "Come on Madison, let's go upstairs and change into our suits," said Brett. Madison followed him upstairs. After the boys left, Tom and I got up from the table and went into the living room. He poured us each a glass of port which we sipped as we talked. I told him about my wife's death and my move out from the city into semi-retirement and my daughter moving in with her kids. As we were talking, Brett and Madison came running down the stairs and into the living room. I had serious second thoughts about my no fucking around with kids outside the family rule when I saw Brett. He was wearing the smallest little thong swimsuit. It was black and barely contained his teenage package. There were a few of his blond pubes visible above it and when he turned around the rear strap was completely buried between his ample butt cheeks. The boy obviously made a point of working out his glutes because he had a nice big ass. Madison was cute as always. He was wearing a traditional speedo. The green color looked good on him. The suit was form fitting and I could see the outline of his semi-hard cock in the front of the suit. Madison looked a little nervous so I decided to check in with him to make sure he wasn't being pressured into doing anything he didn't want. "Are you okay Madison? Do you want to stay for a while or do you want to go home. It is up to you, I just want to make sure you are happy with what is happening tonight," I said. He smiled at me, "I want to go swimming with Brett, is that okay sir?" he asked. I could tell from his tone and expression that he was asking for permission to do more than just go swimming. "As long as you are doing what you want to do, it's okay with me baby. Go have fun in the pool, but be careful, don't do anything you don't want to do," I said. "Thank you daddy," he said. Brett grabbed Madison's hand and looked me directly in the eye, "Don't worry sir, I'll keep him safe in the pool and won't let him do anything that scares him." I held the boy's gaze as I made sure he understood how much I cared about Madison, "Thank you Brett, he is a very special boy, I would hate for him to get in over his head in the pool." "I understand sir, thank you sir," said Brett. He then went over to Tom and kissed him on the cheek. As he bent over to kiss his father, his ass was just a couple feet away from me and pointed right at me. Damn it was fine. I couldn't help myself and started to get hard as I stared at it. All too quickly, Brett stood back up, collected Madison in hand and led him out of the room. "We are both very lucky men," said Tom quietly as he watched the two boys leave the room. Once we were alone again, Tom filled me in on his story. Tom had been a techie during the dotcom boom of the late nineties, but had been one of the lucky ones because he had sold his options before the crash. His partner at the time worked at an investment company and had kept talking about how the market was oversold. They reinvested the money wisely and Tom and his partner were also making good money from working in addition to having the windfall. Then eight years ago his sister died in a car accident. She had named Tom as Brett's guardian in her will, so suddenly the course of his life changed. Tom's partner wasn't interested in being a parent, so their relationship didn't last much longer after Brett moved in. Tom had enjoyed living in the city as a gay man, but it wasn't the best environment to raise a kid. Tom had grown up in the suburbs and always hated them, so about seven years ago he sold his place in the city and moved out here. By that time he had officially adopted Brett, so he just told everyone that his wife died in a car accident. Life was much simpler and easier for a widower raising a son out here than it would be for a gay man. The area was changing but it was a slow change and seven years ago it had been even more homophobic. We sort of danced around the subject of how and when Tom started having sex with Brett. He hadn't actually admitted it, just as I hadn't admitted I fucked Madison yesterday, but we both knew what was up. "Let's go check on the boys and see what kind of trouble they are up to," he said. We got up and he surprised me by heading upstairs. I figured we would have just gone out back through the kitchen. "The pool's above ground, so we'll get a better view from upstairs," he explained when I asked where we were going. There were about five rooms upstairs off the main hallway. He opened a door to an unlit room and held it open for me. The room was empty except for soft padded mats on the floor and halfway up the walls. There was just enough light coming in through the window to see by as it reflected off the mirror that covered the ceiling. "Wrestling room," said Tom as he came in behind me. "The boys have a lot of fun in here when they have sleepovers." "I bet they do," I said with a chuckle. Tom steered me over to the window which had a nice unobstructed view of the pool and hut tub in the backyard. There was enough light around the pool that we could clearly see Madison and Brett. They were next to each other in the hot tub, their knees on the seats and their groins pressed up against the side of the tub, most likely so that the jets were massaging their young cocks. Brett's arm was on Madison's back and his hand was underneath the water, presumably on or in Maddy's butt. I watched as Brett leaned over and kissed Madison on the lips. "Does it bother you for him to play with others?" asked Tom. "Yes and no," I said, giving him an honest answer. "What about you? I suspect you actually encourage it." Tom laughed, "Yeah. This probably sounds horrible, but Brett is quiet an effective recruiter. The younger boys look up to him and after a few times of having sex with him, they are much more open to the idea of having sex with someone older." "Yeah, that is kind of horrible, but also really hot," I replied. I could see by the way that Madison was moving his groin that Brett was finger fucking him underneath the water as the boys continued to hump the hot tub jets. "If you don't want Brett fucking Madison, you better speak up soon. I'll stop him if you don't want to share your boy," said Tom. I looked over at him and saw that his hand was squeezing his cock through his pants as he watched the boys. "No, don't stop him unless he tries to force himself on Madison. If Madison wants Brett to fuck him, I'm okay with that," I said as reached down and adjusted myself. "Brett would never force himself on a younger boy. As for you on the other hand, you better watch out. You he might consider raping if that is the only way he could get that dick of yours up his ass," said Tom. Outside, Brett reached over to where the towels were resting and picked up a tube of lube. He pushed Madison up so that the boy's chest and stomach were on the deck, his legs were still in water and his ass was exposed. Brett pulled Maddy's swimsuit off, then squirted some lube onto Madison's ass. The boy was obviously practiced in the art of boy fucking. He quickly had Madison's ass greased up and slide his young boy cock in my grandson. Tom reached up and very quietly cracked the window open so that we could hear the boys. I recognized the sound of Madison moaning in pleasure. He was obviously enjoying getting fucked by the older boy. "Do you only play with boys and women or do you fool around with men too?" asked Tom. I looked over at him and I could see that he was checking out my package. "I'm bisexual, but a top, although I'll suck some boy dick occassionally," I said. I could see the hunger in Tom's eyes. I unbuttoned my pants and pulled my cock out. It was already hard from watching Madison and Brett fuck. Tom's got wide as he saw my cock. "Can you handle a man's dick?" I asked as tugged on my cock. "I love boys, but I do miss getting to suck a real man's cock," said Tom. He dropped to his knees and started to suck on me. I turned back to the window and watched Brett pounding away on Madison's ass in the hot tub. At one point Madison sort of reached back and pushed Brett away and I heard Madison say "stop". I almost started to rush down there to rescue Madison when I saw Brett jump away from Madison and immediately start checking that Madison was okay. Madison crawled out of the hot tub and spread a towel out on the deck then pointed for Brett to lay down. Once Brett was on his back, Madison climbed up and sat down on the boy's dick. It was actually very reassuring to see Madison actively participating like that. I felt much better knowing that Madison was confident enough to know what he wanted and what he didn't want. Tom was a very talented cocksucker. I was really enjoying his mouth, throat, and hands working on my cock while I got to watch a live boy porn performance between our adoptive sons. I could hear Madison moaning as he rode Brett's cock and the older boy jacked him off. When Madison cried out from his dry orgasm, I grabbed Tom's head and started brutally fucking the man's face with my cock until I was ready to cum. I pulled my dick out and jacked over his face. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth, his tongue sticking out waiting for my load. "Ugggh," I grunted as I blasted my cum onto his face. Tom cleaned off the head of my cock, then tucked it back inside my underwear and pants. "I'll go clean this off, you should get back downstairs," said Tom. I zipped up and went back down to the living room. Tom joined a couple minutes later. "So, is it okay if Madison joins the team?" asked Tom. "Yes, but you need to promise me something. No pictures or videos. I don't want my grandson plastered all over the internet and the police investigating how he turned him into some boy porn star," I said, my paranoia over getting caught demanding I at least get some assurances before I turned Madison over to a boylover. "Oh absolutely. I totally agree that taking pictures or video is an unnecessary risk. I have a security camera on the front of the house and some motion sensors to trigger flood lights if any animals come out of the woods, but nothing that would record any fun anyone is having. Also when the boys have sleepovers, I confiscate any phones or devices with cameras. I've got a good thing going here, I'm not going to risk it," he explained. "Good," I said, somewhat reassured that I could trust Tom not to end up exposing Madison, and ultimately me. Madison was beaming when he and Brett came into the living room after having rinsed off. "I think we should get going now Maddy. Why don't you go back upstairs and put your clothes back on," said I to Madison. "Yes sir," he said then went upstairs with Brett. The boys returned a few minutes later. Madison was dressed but Brett was completely naked. I admired his young muscular body and half-erect teen cock. He was smaller than Ricky but a little bigger than Madison. I tore my eyes off the boy's body and got up to shake hands with Tom, saying my goodbyes. Madison went to shake Tom's hand but Tom leaned down and wrapped Madison up in a hug, "Welcome to the team Madison. We'll see you at practice tomorrow," Tom said. "Thank you sir. See you tomorrow," replied Madison. Brett walked over to me and hugged me. He sort of straddled my leg and started rubbing himself against my thigh. I couldn't resist reaching down and feeling the boy's muscular ass. He let out a very quiet moan and whispered, "Please fuck me sometime." I forced myself to push him away before I threw him down on the couch and fucked him right then. My cock was rock hard again and was painfully bent over on itself in my underwear. Brett reached his hand out and tugged on my cock, shifting it around so that it was no longer bent. "UDP," said Brett as he smiled. "Thanks," I said and tussled the boy's short blond hair. "Come on Madison, time to get home. You have school in the morning," I said as took Madison's hand and headed for my truck. On the drive home Madison and I talked. He was concerned that I would be jealous if he played with other boys or men and he didn't want to do it if it would make me mad. I let him know that he was my special little gay boy slut and I knew that little gay boy sluts were going to have sex with a lot of boys and men and I was okay with that.