Date: Wed, 14 Dec 2022 00:30:20 +0100 (CET)
From: karcamel@tutanota.com
Subject: BEHIND THE CURTAIN IS A NEW WORLD Part 3

BEHIND THE CURTAIN IS A NEW WORLD


 PART 3

Although Billy had felt certain emotions before, now he had learned to
recognize them correctly. Henry's jerking school had taught him at least
what you can do with your own cock for your own pleasure. After Billy
realized this, he often felt the need to touch himself and achieve a
feeling that he couldn't describe in any other way than heavenly. There
were pretty girls at school, and there were some in the yard as well, but
he understood that he couldn't share that feeling with them. With Lucas and
Henry, he didn't want that. At first, it looked like they were going to
have a club just for this thing.

Lucas and Henry had very different penises. Lucas had no foreskin and when
he jerked off he kept spitting on his hand. He and Henry had no such
problem. Henry had a bigger one than Lucas did. He was somehow fascinated
by their cocks. Not that they were exactly their penises, but penises in
general. His father and mother didn't take his phone away from him at
night, so within a week, Billy discovered internet porn. For a couple of
days, big-titted women were extremely interesting. In the end, it started
to feel that the pussy wasn't as interesting as what was pushed into it.

Once again, Billy remembered the time his father had read him a story, and
he had clearly gotten an erection. They had just been together, there was
no one else. Of course, it could have been a coincidence, but when you
added a few other strange coincidences to it, it started to get really
strange. For a nine-year-old, that was becoming too much. But is there a
third grader who doesn't want to play detective?

Billy's mother was a government official, and strict about following
certain rules. Father's study, papers, computer, and other things were
strictly forbidden to him. Kevin hadn't underlined the matter so much, but
he thought his wife's words were enough. Kevin also knew that, as a strict
person of the law, his wife would not under any circumstances dig into his
computer, so he didn't particularly care to protect it and what kind of
sites he visited on it. He didn't have anything big to hide there, nothing
that he couldn't really hide.

Billy had come home from school and no one else was home. For him, it was
normally a situation where he quickly did his homework and went to the yard
to play. But not this time. Billy wanted to feel like a great
detective. There was something about Dad that he wanted to know about. In
truth, there were certain things that Billy wanted to know, and they
weren't really related to this game, they just gave it a boost.

Billy sneaked into his father's study. In front of the window was a large
oak desk. From the window, you could see the street, not the yard. The desk
had a lot of drawers. Billy looked at all of them. Paper, paper,
paper. Boring texts and charts. A light was on in the computer, so he moved
the mouse. An image lit up on the screen. The computer asked for a password
or PIN code. Billy typed his father's name into the box, and the computer
remained silent. Then he wrote his mother's name; nothing. After trying a
few different passwords, Billy typed in his date of birth and the computer
opened. Even at the age of nine, Billy thought that his father was an
absolute fool.

There were icons on Dad's desktop, some familiar to him, some not. He
thought that the strange icons were boring, and were related to the work
that dad does. He clicked on an icon that opened a browser. A Facebook page
opened in the browser, and Billy didn't think anything was interesting. He
thought for a while about what might be interesting, and then he got the
idea to look at the side history. There were a few news sites, and then one
that read something about young boys.

Billy clicked the page open. A site appeared with only gay porn. All the
videos, at least based on the preview images, featured young boys and older
men. Billy was left wondering if dad was gay. He thought it would be
disgusting if his daddy was gay. On the side of the site, there was an ad
that only featured a big cock being jerked off. His eyes were stuck on it,
and while he was watching the big cock intoxicated, his own small dick was
getting hard.

- Does the father have one like that - He thought as he looked at the large
organ on the screen. The ad changed and a young boy came into the picture,
taking the cock in his mouth and sucking it eagerly. Billy felt how his own
member was so hard that it was starting to hurt. He had seen Lucas and
Henry's penises, but he hadn't seen a real cock at all.

Later in the afternoon, the whole family was at home again. Kevin sat at
the computer and watched the message the machine gave. The notification
said that several attempts had been made to log in to his PC with different
passwords. The program recorded the activity of the logged-in person. The
time revealed that the intruder could be none other than Billy. And from
the browsing history, Billy now knew more than enough about his
predilections.

"Billy, mom is going to work for the night. Surely you've done your
homework? Mom said you need to empty the dishwasher." Kevin told Billy.

 "Okay okay. Daddy." Billy replied he had never shunned chores.

Billy's mom came out of the shower and he thought she looked great. It
seemed crazy to him that his father fantasized about some men, boys... when
he had his mother, the most beautiful woman in the world. He loved mom more
than anyone else, but he would have felt really stupid if he had gotten an
erection with mom. It wouldn't have occurred to him to do something naughty
with mom. The whole idea disgusted the boy. Well, what about dad? He
thought. What's the difference?

The family lived and acted as always, with an everyday routine. They had
dinner together before mom went to work. Billy was watching early evening
cartoons on TV, and dad was sitting in an armchair staring at his
tablet. Finally, it was nine o'clock and it was time to go to bed.

 "Okay, Billy. Time to brush your teeth and change into your pajamas. Mom
has put a clean one on your bed, Put it on. You have Legos on the floor,
you could put them in a box. You can read something for a while if you
want, but the lights will be turned off in half an hour."

Billy went to his room and changed into a pair of clean pajamas. It was
light blue with pictures of tractors and excavators. He wondered if he was
becoming a bit childish. He took a low plastic box from under the bed and
collected the plastic blocks in it. Then he took the pajama to be washed
from under his pillow and went to take it to the laundry basket in the
bathroom.

Damp and warm air hit Billy's face as he opened the bathroom door. Behind
the dim smoke glass was a figure washing his body. He watched as the
silhouette squeezed the soap out of the bottle, and began to move his hands
along his body. Dad's body was slim, but not skinny, Billy thought it
looked great, and he thought that maybe he would have a similar great body
when he grew up.

Kevin noticed someone moving behind the glass. A short figure had appeared
behind the glass and was now standing still. Billy, he thought. He knew
that he created a silhouette-like figure on the glass that his son was
looking at. Billy didn't move. He did not go away but stood still. Kevin
began to get excited at the thought of his son watching him naked. He felt
the blood begin to gather in the organ below the navel, and quickly it had
grown to its full size.

Billy watched as Dad's silhouette turned. Now he saw his father's side
profile. Dad washed between the legs. Then he raised his hands higher and
started washing his hair. Billy couldn't believe his eyes. His gaze was
riveted to the crotch, which now had a protrusion pointing upwards. Daddy's
penis. It was stiff and it looked big. Dad put his hand between the legs
and began to move it slowly along the shaft of the organ. Billy was
intoxicated. He felt getting hard. He slipped his hand under the waistband
of the pajama bottoms and began to caress himself.

Kevin looked at the figure behind the glass. He could clearly see the
figure move its right hand. The silhouette was otherwise in place, but its
right shoulder and elbow made an almost imperceptible movement. He pushed
his cock down with his thumb and let it pop back up. He did it so that the
figure behind the glass could clearly see how stiff his cock was. It was an
extremely exciting situation. His own son was watching him and clearly had
no intention of running away. He was convinced that the boy liked what he
saw. He liked it so much that he was excited about it himself.

Kevin couldn't hold back any longer. He spilled his seed into the smoke
glass. His legs trembled, they seemed to lose their strength. A powerful
orgasm shook his body. He didn't know if the boy behind the glass
understood what was happening to him, but he imagined he would. His body
first arched back, then he leaned forward. The throbbing cock shot the love
liquid into the glass, where the water quickly washed it away.

Billy looked intoxicated at his father, whose knees buckled and his body
trembled. He understood quite well what was happening behind the glass. He
sped up his hands under the pajama bottoms and quickly orgasmed. He
staggered backward and crashed into the toilet seat. Its lid dropped down
with a loud bang. Billy quickly slipped out of the bathroom so as not to be
caught snooping.

Half an hour later, Kevin was dressed. He was wearing only a tee shirt and
boxers. He walked down the hall towards his bedroom. Billy's door was ajar
and there was a dim light coming through. Kevin peeked through the
doorway. Billy had a book in his hand; 'The famous five'. A classic. The
boy turned the last page and put the book down.

"Daddy." Billy said.

 "Yes, my son."

 "I... nothing. Forget it."

 "Oh tell me, Billy, you clearly have something on your mind."

 Billy looked at his father, wondering if he should say what he was about
to say. Dad might get mad.

 "Do you like me?"

"Billy, what is this? Of course, I like you, I love you. You're the most
important person in my life." Kevin said.

 "More important than mom"

"You are important in a different way." Kevin said and sat on the head of
the bed. He squeezed Billy's knee and smiled at him. Billy looked at Dad's
hand. His father's touch felt good to him. He placed his hand on his
father's and squeezed it. Billy moved his hand higher and moved his
father's hand to his inner thigh. They looked at each other without saying
a word. Billy's chest rose and fell like he was out of breath. Kevin gently
squeezed his son's thigh and ran his hand lightly over the pajamas.

"May I come next to you?" Kevin asked his son in a husky voice, his throat
felt dry. Billy nodded and Kevin laid down on his side next to his son on
the narrow bed. Billy lay motionless with his hands on his stomach.

 "You're already a big boy, aren't you, Billy."

 "Yes, Daddy."

 "Daddy's Big Boy." Kevin said, unbuttoning the top two buttons of Billy's
pajama shirt at the same time. He moved his hips and his hard cock pressed
against the boy's small thigh.

"Yes. I'm daddy's boy." Billy whispered and unbuttoned the bottom button of
his pajama shirt himself. Kevin got the message and opened the last two
buttons. The shirt opened and spilled over the boy's armpits and onto the
mattress. The bare chest rose and fell at a fast pace. Billy's ribs could
be seen under the thin skin. The little navel moved up and down with the
breath. The pink nipples looked hard, there was no fat and hardly any
muscle under them.

Billy sighed. His father's kisses on his chest felt wonderful. He put his
hand on his father's shoulder, his skin felt hot. Dad continued to suck and
lick his skin, moving up to kiss his neck. He kissed the boy under the chin
and continued to rise higher. He took the small earlobe in his mouth and
sucked it. He stuck his tongue in the boy's ear. Billy thought it was
weird, but he thought it was okay because it was obviously part of what
they were doing. And he thought it was pretty funny. It tickled.

Kevin continued to kiss his son, He moved slowly along the cheeks towards
the small round nose. He gave it a kiss too and put his lips almost on his
son's. A sheet of paper could barely fit between their lips. Kevin gently
touched Billy's lips with his tongue. They felt dry because the boy was
tense. He moistened his lips and began to lick his son's mouth, wetting it
completely with his drool. Billy was not moving at all. Then Kevin slowly
dipped his tongue in between the boy's lips. He felt the boy's lips tighten
around his tongue. He slipped his hand inside Billy's pajama pants and
squeezed his small but rock-hard dick.

"I suppose you know what sex is?" Kevin whispered to his boy.

 "I think I do." Billy answered.

 "It looks like we're going to have an interesting night, don't you think?
Kevin said as he moved his hand along the shaft of the boy's cock.

 "I guess so." Billy answered, and touched his father's tongue with his
tongue.


TO BE CONTINUED