Date: Sun, 03 Nov 2019 19:08:42 +0000 From: Master Subject: Full Male Service Part 15e I hope you are enjoying reading about the boys with their families enjoying their holiday. Feedback, comments, suggestions to office435@protonmail.com Encouragement keeps the writer's mind fertile! Nifty is a nifty service and our enjoyment does not come without cost. Natural Environment (FMS15E) -- Wednesday It was around 10am when John opened the door to Sem's room to see if his sons were awake. He was sure that the night before he had activity come from their room but had let them get on with it. "Time for breakfast," John spoke not sure if he had been heard, "time for breakfast" There was a moan which seemed to come from the right of the bed. "Ah, there is life after all." John then took hold of the bottom edge of the duvet and pulled it down the bed, revealing his two naked sons complete with boy morning uncontrollable erections. "Dad!" both boys exclaimed as they were uncovered. "I think you both have something that needs attention," John replied as he got on to the bed between Miles and Jake. "May I?" "May I, what?" Miles asked, somewhat exasperated at his forced awakening. "Deal with these?" as he put his hand around his son's protrusions. "Really, dad? Oh okay then," Jake answered. John began to masturbate his two male offspring with a tenderness that would be appreciated by both boys. Their bodies had recovered from the night before and it wasn't long before they started bucking with the sensation. Jake came first and Miles followed not long after with their ejaculate pooling on their chests. John dipped a finger in each and tasted them. "Mmm, some very nice tasting boys for breakfast!" he said followed by "Why don't you try each other's?" Encouraged by their dad, they dipped their forefingers into each other's emissions and licked them, then tried their own to compare. Naturally, Miles's had the stronger taste having the greater consistency. "Interesting breakfast," Miles quipped, "but I think I prefer cow's milk with my cereal, not human!" They all laughed at that. "Certainly that sorted the problem," John added looking at the now deflated penises. "Have a shower then come down as you are. You can get dressed after you've eaten." "Naked breakfast, great!" exclaimed a delighted Jake as he extracted himself from the borrowed bed that belonged to Sem. Miles followed and they showered together to save time. "Show me your bottom, Jake," Miles asked wanting to check that if he had damaged his brother by his actions the previous night. "I'm okay, just a bit sore," as he bent over and pulled his cheeks apart to show his slightly puffy anus. "It was worth it though as it was amazing you rubbing inside me." Showers completed, the brothers dried off and headed downstairs to join their naked parents. During breakfast discussion naturally turned to what the plans for the day ahead held. "Can we go clothes shopping?" Miles asked. "Of course we can but what clothes do you require? You've got plenty." Marilyn commented. "I want some briefs like Daan has," Miles answered. "What's special about Daan's underwear?" John asked. Miles got up from his seat and headed upstairs watched by the rest of his family as his naked bottom receded from their view. In Daan's bedroom, he opened the third drawer down of the set of five drawers which held much of their owner's clothes. On the left of the drawer were several neatly folded pairs of boy's underpants. Most were boxer brief's but some were proper briefs, and even a pair of full length thermals. Miles found what he was looking for and pulled out a pair of boxer briefs that he wanted for himself. He took them downstairs, sat down at the table, held up the royal blue and bright green seemed underwear and let it unfurl by gravity. "See, they have a seam running down the front of each leg, a third seam down the middle, and seams that go sort of diagonally down from the mid-point of the leg seams to under the crotch of the middle seam where they meet. That design means your balls are better supported and helps the crotch stand out." Miles finished giving his long explanation. "I presume the name on the waistband `Vinogino' is also the make," Marilyn commented and took the underpants from her son and inspected the label inside of them. "Yes they are. We'll see what we can find, maybe in that upmarket department store in town." Under the table Miles could feel himself becoming excited at the thought of finding some snazzy underwear that would show him off well. His erection twitched and he had to put a hand under the table to push his erection between his legs to control it. "I think you had better fold them up again just as they were and put them back where you found them," his dad instructed. "Don't want Daan discovering you've been showing off his boxers." "I saw all their underwear last night when I put them in the wash. I think you two are on a par with Daan and Sem in that department, Miles and Jake," Marilyn added. The meal was finished and the boys were instructed to put some clothes on after they had helped clear the table. When Miles got up however his penis was still semi-erect, which didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the family who simply smiled at his predicament. "Nought that we haven't all seen before is it Miles?" his dad commented. "Certainly a sign of a growing boy." "Careful, or Jake's will want to join in!" Marilyn laughed. "Not if I can help it," Jake protested, as he looked down to check his flaccid member was behaving. "Okay, go put some clothes on, then you can be stiff as you like if that's what you want," John instructed. The brothers hot footed it upstairs and dressed in snug fitting boxer briefs, no show socks, shorts, and T-shirts. It wasn't long before the family was parked up in the basement of the large department store in town. They headed up to the boys clothing department on the third floor. In the far left corner from the escalator the boys went ahead and found the racks of boy's accessories and underwear. "Wow, so much choice!" Jake exclaimed looking at all the colours and styles. "Oh dear, we could be here for a very long time," groaned John as he caught up with his sons and saw their predicament. "How are we supposed to choose?" Jake continued. "I'm going for style first, then colour," Miles decided. "Sounds like a good plan," Jake agreed. "I'm going for short rather than long legs and in the same style as Daan's Vinogino's. Miles began to dig through the various racks until he found what he wanted, short legs with seams as he had described earlier in the day. To shorten his choices, he found some that were made of microfibre material, then finally he settled on colour. Normally he would go for solid colours, but he found a snazzy varied red, green, yellow, and blue patterned pair that would make a change to his normal undercover wardrobe. He then chose a pair that were just like Daan's so they were a must. Then finally a pair of yellow and blue seamed. Meanwhile Jake decided that he'd like some conventional briefs and he found red, salmon coloured, and bright green pairs. With underwear sorted, some white no show socks were added to the basket, and some trunk style swimwear. With the boy's shopping done, in a shorter time than expected, the family took time to wander around the rest of the shops in the town. Just in time they arrived back in the car park as the grey skies released heavy rain. Checking the forecast on their mobiles, Miles and Jake discovered that it was set to rain for the remainder of the afternoon. So it was back to the house where they were staying for a couple of more days, and an afternoon in. After a light lunch there was a discussion as to what the family were going to do for the afternoon, their hosts not being expected back until the early evening. "It's a while since we've given you two a massage," John suggested. "You can have a longer session." "Sounds good to me," Miles agreed, "how about you Jake?" "I'm good with that," he confirmed. "We'll have to use Sem's single bed and put a large towel on it," Marilyn said planning ahead. "I'll let you go first, Jake," Miles volunteered, though not quite selflessly as his intention was to view some boy videos on his notebook computer that he'd brought on holiday with him. With the rest of his family occupied, he'd could use the first time to himself during the week to catch up. With lunch and shopping cleared away, Jake and his parents headed to Sem's room taking a large towel and hand cream with them. Miles retrieved his notebook and settled himself in the lounge. He booted up and made sure his VPN software was active before opening up a TOR Browser window. Navigating to his favourite boy site, he was soon enjoying indulging his passion. Upstairs, all was ready for Jake's massage. His parents stood either side of him and Jake knew what was coming next. First off was his T-shirt, followed by his mum unbuttoning his shorts followed by pulling down the zip. She lowered them down his legs and slipped them over her son's black ankle socked feet. "Underpants next," as if Jake needed any warning as his dad grasped the yellow waistband of the bright green boxer briefs with yellow seams. Pulling the elasticated band forward away from Jake's waist he slid them down over his boy's genitals, and his legs. Jake laid down on the bed face down wearing just his socks. John and Marilyn took a foot each and removed the last vestige of his clothing. Jake enjoyed being naked as the coolness of the afternoon was picked up by his bare skin. His mum squeezed cream on the top of his back and between them John and Marilyn began to massage him, starting with the nape of his neck. Slowly working down his torso, kneading the muscles gently, from the spine outward to his sides, hand over hand, always making sure that at least one hand was in touch with his body. Reaching his bottom, they continued to massage him there, sliding the sides of their hands into his intergluteal cleft, occasionally catching the back of his scrotum. Downstairs in the lounge, Miles enjoyed clips he had downloaded of men doing things with boys that would be deemed very unlawful, as well as boys enjoying themselves with other boys. Then he spotted a video which was different as it concerned a young boy and a girl. He downloaded it, unzipped it with the given password then went offline while he virus checked it before viewing. Back upstairs, John and Marilyn were working their way down the back of Jake's thighs and calves. Jake was loving the attention and moaned from time to time to let his parents know that what they were doing to him gave him great pleasure. Getting to his feet, John and Marilyn lifted his lower legs bending them at the knees. With his feet raised, they massaged the heels, soles, and balls of each foot, then the pads of his toes. There's something special about having feet massaged and Jake really appreciated the effort his parents were making on his behalf. Of course they were enjoying their labours being hands on with their younger son. "Turn over, Jake," John instructed. Jake turned over onto his back and made himself comfortable, not a bit ashamed that his genitalia were openly on show. Spreading more cream on his chest, mother and father commenced the massage of their boy's front. Miles, oblivious to what his brother was enjoying upstairs, he was enjoying the video he had discovered. It started with a boy being uncertain in his mind when he heard his father say that he needed him for something special today. It was a dry warm weekend in the fall and the slimly built ten-year old four-foot five-inch high boy was looking forward to playing with his mates when his plans were changed. Wearing a salmon coloured collarless buttoned up long sleeve top, cloth belted blue jeans, and white Nike Air trainers, the pre-adolescent obeyed his father. He strapped himself into the rear seat of the late model Ford pickup as local laws dictated, though of course he would have much preferred to have been in the front seat. Across town, an eleven-and-a-half-year-old girl also had her plans disrupted. Instead of going to the mall with her friends, her father had something special in mind for her today. He wouldn't say what though, which somewhat infuriated her. Just entering puberty, her body was just starting a growth spurt and gaining additional height. Currently four-foot eleven inches high, she wondered how tall she would finally be as an adult. Like the boy she was about to meet but as yet didn't know, she clipped her-self into the back seat of her father's GM saloon. She was comfortable in a pair of girly short black shorts, white top and black cardigan. On her feet she wore high top sneakers. The journey's for both children took them out of town and to a large forest some ninety minutes' drive. Unknown to both of the children was that that their fathers already knew each other. They had been planning their meeting today for a little while whilst online on a very secure messaging board that they were members of. Both of them had stumbled on it as usually happens when roaming the net bouncing from one site to another in search of fulfilling their desires. To be admitted to the board had taken some effort to ensure that the men were kosher and to be trusted. Arriving at the forest, the cars rendezvoused at a grid location that had been given to them in a coded message. It was a regular spot for the sort of event that was about to commence, as it was so secluded and unlikely anybody would disturb them. Five minutes later another four by four arrived with one male and one female occupant. Out of their vehicles, the adults greeted each other, whilst the boy and the girl glanced at each other with looks of puzzlement. They had never met, never had any reason to meet, yet here they were with their fathers, their own plans to be with their friends being disrupted. From the rear of the four by four the two other adults collected two cases and a blanket. They were responsible for recruiting the two fathers and their children and they hoped that all their planning was going to be a success which could be shared with the members of the messaging group. Away from the cars, the blanket was laid out and the two shy children invited to sit on it. They did so but sat apart from each other. They looked at each other, into each other' s eyes, questioning why they were here, why had they been brought together. They watched bemused as from the cases two video cameras were produced and readied for filming. Each of the children looked to their fathers for reassurance, but they had already withdrawn a few yards from the blanket. "Just do as we ask," spoke the male of the two stranger adults, "and all will be good for you. If you don't then your fathers may not allow you the time with your friends, you had planned today. This will take as long as it takes." The video cameras were now switched on and focused on the children. "Please stand up, come close to together and face each other," the female commanded. Out of innocence and obedience the ten-year-old boy and eleven-and-a-half-year-old girl did as they were told. "Mark, you can kiss Emily," the female continued and now the children knew each other's names. "But I don't want to be kissed," Emily retorted, "I don't even know this boy so why would I want to be kissed by him?" Her father spoke up simply saying his daughters name, "Emily!" with very much a note of warning in his voice. Mark's father then commanded his son to do as he had been asked. It was the first time the boy had kissed a girl he did not know. Tentatively, the boy reached forwarded and kissed the girl on the left of her neck. "Keep kissing her but on her lips this time," the female said. The boy very shyly pushed his lips up against the girl's, but with his hands behind his back. A chemistry of sorts began to take place as hormones started to kick in with the sensual wakening, aroused by the kissing, happening in the children's bodies. In her mind, Emily turned over her thoughts, and came to a decision that if she was going to do this then she may as well take advantage of the situation. It may be the first time she got to go the whole way with a boy. She wrapped her arms around the boy drawing him in to her closer and returned his kiss with just a little bit of a passion, so as not to frighten the boy. From there on in, not much instruction was required as the girl took the lead over her younger partner. Removing her right arm from the boy's back, she put her right hand in his left hand and lifted it up to her chest above her right breast. This was the first time the boy had touched a girl this way and he recoiled at the thought that he had touched the girl inappropriately. "It's okay, just go along with it," she whispered into Mark's ear. The cameras zoomed in as Mark lifted up his right arm and placed it on the girl's left breast. Under the palms of his hands he could just about feel the bumps that were the start of what would be the future woman's delights to be. With both hands now free, the girl placed them on the boy's slender hips, then slowly moved her right hand over the boy's crotch. Again, the boy recoiled as for the first time he was touched in a way that both frightened him, and yet brought him sensations he had never felt before. One camera zoomed in on the movement of the girl's hand as she groped the boy over his jean's zip, feeling for what was inside. Being jeans, the stiffness of the material dented any real indication as to what they were hiding inside them. Breaking the kiss, she moved the boy's hands off her breasts and unbuttoned the four buttons of his shirt, which she really liked the colour and style of. Then taking hold of the hem of his shirt she lifted it up the boy's torso. One camera maintained an overall shot of what was happening, whilst the other concentrated on a close up of the shirt rising up the boy's chest. "What are you doing?" the boy spoke for the first time, regaining his composure. "Taking your shirt off, isn't that obvious? Lift up your arms." The boy looked across to his father, who was out of screen shot, for reassurance, which he received by way of a nod of his father's head. Mark then lifted up his arms so that the girl could remove the shirt and drop it on the blanket. The girl admired the boy's torso which was firm, his innie tummy button, and his tiny nipples. "You can take mine off now," the girl said unashamedly. The boy first removed the girl's cardigan, then lifted her shirt over her head, revealing her white tight fitting stretch sports bra. He had not seen a girl just wearing a bra before, but obviously had seen girls in the swimming pool in their bikinis. The camera zoomed in tight on the bra so that the viewers could see the pubescent mounds pushing the material out. Placing her hand on the boy's crotch again, the girl found the jean's fly zip tag and grasping it between thumb and forefinger pulled it down, the action being tightly zoomed in on by one of the cameras. The boy's face turned red as he fully realised what was happening to him, and he quickly placed his hand over the girl's to stop her but it was too late. His zip was undone and now the girl was squeezing her hand inside his jeans and touching his cotton underwear. Feeling her way round inside the jeans she discovered that the boy must be wearing briefs as the material was tight against his body with no bagginess. There were no raised seams which told her that there were no openings in the pants to get her hand in to. Instead, she moved her hand moved downward outside the pants and found the boy's mound settled in the bottom of his underpants. His precious and private boy member, being in a state of flaccidness, was laying downward and over the top of his scrotum. With her left hand occupied in the boy's jeans, she used her right hand to feel his firm left buttock. After a few moments, the boy decided he just had to reciprocate. With his right hand, he found the girl's shorts button and opened it which then gave access to the fly zipper which he could pull down. All the while the two adults continued to film, one close up showing the clothes being shed and unfastened and the other giving a wider shot. The two fathers watched on from a few yards out of camera shot. Perhaps if they had been any other fathers, they would have been very unhappy with what their children were doing. They weren't ordinary fathers though but very despised people because they loved children in a sexual way. In this day and age, especially in the West, children were not meant to be sexual but were supposed to wait to the age of majority, really? With both her shorts button and her fly's undone, the girl's black shorts were now loose enough for the boy to get his hand inside them. "Go for it, Mark," his father encouraged his son, not able to help himself. Mark looked across and smiled at his dad's encouragement. Feeling inside the shorts started to give him a reaction in his lower region, which added to the fact that the girl had her hand on his privates, caused his boy member to stir and strain against its imprisonment. The girl could not fail to notice something moving under the palm of her hand but she knew exactly what it was and it was fighting for space. His one-inch in diameter and three-inch uncut long penis was initially laying slack over his testicles but now it was beginning to exert it's stretched length it needed to be upright. As to confirm it the boy's face constricted slightly as he dearly needed to get his own hand down his crotch to adjust himself. "Please, please, take your hand out my jeans," he commanded the girl. "Why?" she responded, even though she knew why. "Cause, you wouldn't know, you're a girl. I need to make myself comfortable." "Then I'll pull your jeans down instead." Before the boy could respond further, removed her hand as the boy requested but then proceeded to do as she said she would. The girl unbuckled his black belt and undid his button before pulling the jeans open. Everybody then became aware that the boy's underpants were of a bold red colour with blue trim around the waist, leg openings. There was no fly opening so when the boy needed to urinate he would have to pull the front of them down. Without anything to hold them in place the jeans dropped down his legs to his ankles. Which revealed his discomfort as his now erect penis was indeed straining to be let loose as it was very clearly defined in his briefs, in an awkward position. As soon as he was free the boy grabbed hold of his member, outside of his underpants, and adjusted it to a vertical position. It was the first time the boy's father had seen his son in just his underwear in quite some time and he was delighted with his offspring's appearance, especially in his middle region. Now it was Mark's turn to pull the girl's shorts down having already unfastened them, to reveal her underpants. Her tight fitting purple girl boxer briefs made for a very attractive sight, especially combined with her white stretch sports bra. It was possible on closer inspection to see the shape of her slit highlighted in the material. Both children were now down to their underwear, with their jean's and short's around their ankles, socks and shoes. "Sit down on the blanket and take off your socks and shoes," commanded the female. The girl and boy did as they were told, sat down, and removed their trainers and socks, so that the rest of their clothes were free to be removed without hindrance. Interestingly, they both wore white socks. "Lie back on the blanket," this time the male adult spoke, "and don't move." The camera on close up duty, zoomed in to the heads of the children exploring their faces in detail. Slowly moving down their bodies it took in more close up detail of their torsos, middles, legs, and feet. "Take Emily's bra off, Mark," his dad instructed from a distance. Mark sat up so that he could do as he was told. Having never taken a girl's bra off before he initially hesitated until Emily said to him to think of the garment simply being like a T-shirt. "It's okay if you touch my breasts, I won't mind," she encouraged. Mark took hold of the hem and slid the bra up Emily's body, revealing her budding mounds. He continued to pull it over Emily's face and off her head then dropped it on the blanket. Looking over Emily's chest he took note of the nipples which stood proud of her chest. Not so many months ago they would barely have been noticeable. "Turn on your sides to face each other and slowly feel each other's bodies from head to feet," came the next command. Tentatively, the two children did as they were commanded. Feeling each other from top to toe, exploring, noses, nipples, tummy buttons, underwear, thighs, legs and toes. Emily took time to especially run her fingers over Mark's mound in his cotton stretchy briefs, up and down his erect boy member and around his balls. "You're doing well, and I can see you're beginning to enjoy yourselves," the female adult commended them. Yes, it was true, the children's immature sensual feelings were now aroused and taking part in this act was now less a case of being coerced, to having a natural flow. Without being asked, Emily pushed Mark on to his back and grasped the blue inch wide waistband of his briefs and began to pull it down with both hands. Lifting it away from his skin so as not to snag him, she pulled the underpants down revealing the now four and a half inch long erect slim penis. Then his grape sized testicles in their totally smooth scrotum were revealed that were still tight up against his body. It was a beautiful sight with the intact foreskin pulling back from completely covering the glans underneath. Just enough to reveal the boy's pee slit. The close up camera hovered close zooming in on the action. Released from its captivity in its state of stiffness, Mark's erection stood proud of his tummy. The boy felt a slight breeze as he laid totally exposed. A breeze that touched a part of his body that had never felt wind on it before, and as a consequence perhaps, caused him to twitch. "Your son is going to be a real turn on for the girls," Emily's dad commented to Mark's dad, "you've got to be proud of that penis he's got. It's nice that you haven't had him circumcised." "You're right, there's no way that I'd do that to my son unless it was absolutely medically necessary. It's the first time I've seen him totally naked for some time. I ought to get his clothes off more often." "I try to encourage Emily to go naked, but once they hit puberty it isn't as easy." "Well, you're going to see her naked now." The purple girl briefs Emily was wearing were the last item of clothing to be removed. "You can take my pants off, Mark, because I took yours off," she invited her partner on the blanket. Mark did that and as he did so he was intrigued by what he saw, as he slid the pants down past Emily's slit. There were the beginnings of pubic hair surrounding it he noticed. Being only ten it would be some time yet before his own body developed any. He continued to pull on the purple girl briefs so that they fully revealed all of Emily's slit. For Emily it was a first too and she was enjoying showing off her naked body for the first time to a boy. Finally, he removed the pants from the girl's feet and dumped them on the blanket. "You're both doing great," the male cameraman encouraged, "lie back down on your back, Mark." Mark did as he was asked and once laid down he looked down his body to see his still erect penis. As he looked at himself the boy thought to himself that he'd never had an erection for so long before. "Now, Mark's dad, please come and kneel at your son's feet, and Emily's dad, kneel at his head." The men came over and sat on the blanket as instructed. The cameraman then told Mark's dad to hold his son's feet. He did so holding a foot in each of his hands, thumb on top and fingers in the arches. The father noticed how neatly trimmed his son's toe nails were. Mark was instructed to lift his arms over his head and put his hands in Emily's dad hands. Now the boy was firmly held and his hairless armpits were now on display. From his viewpoint, Mark's dad could clearly see the underside of his son's smooth scrotum. By spreading his arms, he separated Mark's legs he added a view of the boy's tight, untouched by man, virgin anus. Emily watched with curiosity as Mark was held and stretched. She feared the same would be done to her next. "Emily, kneel by Mark's middle and start to play with his penis and balls," the female camera women instructed. The girl did as she was instructed, holding the male member between the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, whilst massaging the small balls with her left. As she did so Mark's face turned a deeper shade of red as his precious parts were girl handled, with no escape as he was firmly held down. "Do you know how to masturbate a boy?" the female asked. "Do I pull the skin on the end of his willie back?" Emily asked. "You can, but do it gently so that you don't hurt him." Emily proceeded to pull on Mark's foreskin and slowly pulled the skin fully back behind his shiny glans. All the while as she played, she was filmed both from a distance and close up. The close up shot showed up the blue veins in the shaft of the erection, the moistness of the glans, and the pee slit in its end. "What you need to do now, is wrap your fingers around his willie and rub your hand up and down it. Put your other hand between his balls and his body and wrap your thumb and forefinger around the base and hold it tightly." Emily was enjoying handling the boy and willingly carried out the instructions, until the next instruction came. Mark was squirming as he felt sensations the like of which he had never felt before fill his body. His bottom lifted off the blanket but only just as his body was stretched, legs spread apart, arms over his head. "Emily, you're going to do something special for Mark," the male camera man spoke this time. "We want you to give Mark his first blow job, and of course your first time giving one." "You want me to suck Mark's willie?" Emily questioned. "And his balls too if you like." Mark squirmed again but to no avail as his bottom rubbed on the blanket. "Don't squirm so much or you'll get friction burn on your bottom and you won't be able to sit down for days," Mark's dad told his naked son, "don't worry you'll enjoy it." "Dad, I need to pee!" "It's not that you need to pee, Mark, it's your body getting excited because it's being touched. It means that you're going to probably have your first sexual orgasm. Emily's going to suck your penis and your balls, so just enjoy it." "What am I going to feel dad? Will it be like a dream?" "Your first time being sucked will be the best dream you'll ever have, son," his dad assured him. "Go for it Emily, he can't keep that erection up for ever," Emily's dad chipped in. Emily leant over Mark's middle and opening her lips wrapped them round the boy member. Involuntarily, Mark jerked as he felt the warmth of Emily's mouth enclose him. She began to move her mouth up and down on the stiff member. "Can you get his balls in your mouth too?" the female camera operator asked. Whilst keeping her left hand behind his balls, she used her right hand to push the reproductive globes into her mouth. Mark's penis touched the back of her throat and she had to work hard not to cough. She used the tip of her tongue to work her oral organ around the small, soft, testicles, licking the smooth sack which contained them. Having given them a good sucking, or should it be said cleansing, she released them from her mouth. By now Mark couldn't help himself as his body bucked as it was brought to a state of orgasm. Sensing its approach, Mark's dad encouraged him to stretch to stretch his legs, feet, and toes to make the most of his orgasmic volcano. To help Mark, dad pulled on his son's feet. Then it came. As Emily changed to licking the sensitive glans she felt the boy's erect member tremble as it worked to eject sperm that as yet it wasn't able to channel. His first dry cum! "Aaaaaaargh, ohhhhhhhh, aaaaaaargh, Mark screamed out giving vocal expression to the most sensational moment in his young life, as the most sensual feelings took over his body for the first time in his life. "Stop, stop, I can't take it anymore," he cried out finally finding words, as super sensitive nerve ending in his exposed glans went into overload. Emily let Mark go reluctantly but she herself was losing stamina to keep going. She had thoroughly enjoyed having a young boy's genitals in her mouth and having done it for the first time, really hoped that it wouldn't be too long before she did again. Mark was released by the two men and allowed to lie in post orgasmic bliss as his penis finally took up a flaccid state, his foreskin once again covering up his glans, puckering over the end. After a few moments, another instruction came. "Mark, it's your turn to bring pleasure to Emily, so please sit up and put your hand on her slit," the man said. Emily laid down and allowed Mark to place his right hand on her private part. With his left hand he felt Emily's budding breasts. "Emily, stretch your lips and show Mark your clitoris." Emily did so and exposed her inner sex member. Mark had of course never seen a girl's private bits close up before and he was turned on so speak by what he saw. He began to explore with his finger-tips, the girl's vagina. "Now Mark, just as Emily did to you, do to Emily so she can have the same pleasure. That means using your tongue to explore her, but especially to arouse her by sucking on her clitoris." Mark did as he was asked. It felt very strange to be using his tongue in this way but as he explored he felt his penis rising up again. He licked up against the clitoris and sensed Emily beginning to squirm. "Don't stop!" she cried out. He didn't and it wasn't long before his first girl achieved her own sexual climax. "Thank you Mark for giving my daughter her first experience with a boy," Emily's father rewarded him. "You can both lie down for a while to relax then you can get dressed again," the female said. Boy and girl laid down on the blanket and allowed the last of the sun's warmth to play on their bodies. Their fathers picked up their children's clothes and straightened them out ready to be worn again. When the warmth from the sun waned, the children took their clothes from their fathers and dressed. Mark's dad helped his son pull on his underpants by holding them out in front of him so it was easier to put his legs in. Emily's dad helped his daughter in the same way. It was the last of the filming. "Well done both of you," the male said, "your fathers will reward you." "We will," both fathers chorused. With the children fully dressed, the filming equipment and blanket was returned to the four by four and the camera people drove away. The fathers and their children departed a little while after. "Mark, you were brilliant," his dad encouraged his son. "What happened today is the start of your sex life, and maybe we could share some of it together. Sort of like going on a road trip together. But you must not tell anybody else about what happened today or about anything we might do together in the future." Continuing on as his son remained silent, the father offered further advice. "When you start thinking about playing around sexually when you're with your friends, always make sure that you all want the same thing, and to ask permission before touching." Yes, dad," Mark replied from the back seat, "but I didn't ask permission from Emily." "That's because you had her father's permission to touch her. Did you enjoy her touching you?" "It was weird at first, but then I guess I got used to it. When she sucked my willie, it was like electric going through me." "I bet. Listen, why don't you have a nap whilst we drive home. Then for your treat I'm going to take you go-kart racing." "Thanks dad, that would be awesome and my day will have been much better than what I planned." A not dissimilar conversation was happening with Emily and her father in their car as they travelled in a different direction, except Emily's dad took her to an expensive clothes shop as her treat. It was an awesome video with close ups, sound and HD and Miles couldn't help himself but open his shorts and get his right hand inside his underwear to pleasure himself. Back with Jake, as his mother and father's hands continued down his front. Missing his delightful bits for now, they massaged down his legs to his feet and this time wrapped their hands around the arches and insteps of his feet. Followed by playing with each toe, from big toe to little toe of each foot. "We haven't forgotten, just leaving the best bit to last," John quipped. "I know," replied Jake, "and I know you'll enjoy it as much as I will." Adding more cream to their hands, John began to rub the lubricant on his flaccid penis and Marilyn his wrinkled scrotum. "You're developing the beginnings of some pubic hair, Jake," his mother commented. "Really? That's awesome!" Jake enthused. As Jake was now nearer thirteen than eleven in his twelve year of age perhaps it was no surprise. His father stretched Jake's foreskin, then gently pulled it back over the boy's glans, giving it its own massage. "Don't get cream in my pee slit," Jake begged, "when I did, it really stung." "I'll try not to," his dad replied as he continued to massage the shaft of Jake's penis. Steadily it grew to fullest stiffness. John rubbed his thumb around the glans whilst he stopped massaging the shaft and held it in his hands. Marilyn continued working her fingers around her son's scrotum, feeling his testicles whilst checking for any lumps. Jake's penis twitched with the attention it was receiving, and Marilyn could feel his balls tightening up to his body. He groaned as his boyhood feelings began to overtake him and his body prepared to ejaculate. John returned to massaging the shaft and he felt it quivering between his fingers. Clear pre-cum appeared at Jake's pee hole, lubricating his urethra in advance of his ejaculate making its way up the tube. Finally, watery sperm erupted from the slit as Jake humped his hips, stretched his toes, to make the most of his orgasm. The immature clear sperm landed on his belly in several squirts. His parents let go of their son and allowed him to dwell in the remnants of his orgasm, before cleaning him up with some wet wipes. The massage had taken over an hour and John and Marilyn need a break to rest their fingers before repeating the process on Miles. They helped Jake off the bed and asked him to advise his brother that it was his turn. Jake, still naked, went downstairs to inform it was his turn. "You look very happy and relaxed Jake," Miles said as he looked his brother up and down. "Mum said I have the start of some pubic hairs," Jake responded. "They must be very tiny because I can't see any," Miles responded. He moved closer to his brother's pubic region and held his now flaccid penis down so that he could examine for himself. "Ah yes, I do see them. They are absolutely tiny, but it will be a long while before you catch up with me." "Well, at least I've started," Jake answered, "Anyway it's your turn for parent therapy." Miles turned his notebook off and closed the lid. Jake followed Miles up the stairs as instead of doing his own thing he wanted to watch his brother being massaged. In Sem's bedroom Jake sat on the Sem's desk chair, whilst Miles moved to stand between his parents, looking at Jake. John and Marilyn proceeded to undress Miles, removing his white T-shirt. His shorts were little bit on the loose side, and with his top gone, a centimetre or so of the peach coloured waistband of his underwear was visible. Unbuttoning his shorts' and pulling their zip down revealed Mile's underpants in their entirety. They were body hugging `Authentic' brand and beneath the peach waistband, the solid lime coloured material showed off Mile's mound very well. Without ado, they were dropped down their owner's legs, uncovering his five-inch long uncut member that was surrounded at its base by a goodly amount of curly dark pubic hair. Leaving his briefs behind Miles laid on his front on the bed. As with his brother, his mum and dad removed his white Nike ankle socks leaving him completely naked, then began the second massage of the afternoon. In the same way as they had with Jake they worked over their elder son's body. When he turned over for his front to be massaged, his dark curly pubic hair proved too much of a temptation for his mother who couldn't resist running her fingers through it. "You're competing with your dad now!" she said. "So long as you don't try and comb it!" Miles responded, "I'd prefer it if you played with the other end." The other end as Miles put it, was seven inches of thick hard penis shaft away. Miles had certainly grown, and being nearer fifteen than thirteen in his fourteenth year, had lost any vestiges of a tween boy's penis. John took up his son's invitation and began to rub his thumb over the puckered end of his foreskin. "Ugh!" Miles groaned as he felt his mother's hand cradling his scrotum, and the sensitivity of his malehood caused him to buck his hips. With his free left hand John played with Mile's left nipple, adding to his son's pleasure. Drawing the foreskin back over the glans, with his middle finger he toyed with the frenulum, tickling its owner. John was rewarded with the sight of clear pre-cum oozing from the hole in the end of Miles's penis. The boy was becoming more and more heated as the sexual sensations grew within him. Seeing his son's need, his father began to masturbate him. Meanwhile his mother wrapped her hand around the base of the penis, behind his testis's so as to impede the coming explosion. Miles groaned as he all he wanted to do was let go his orgasm that was building inside him. It was almost like torture as his father kept edging him, slowing down then speeding up. By the way that his son was scrunching his face, John knew that it was time. Jake watched from where he was sitting, one moment looking at his brother's face, then the next at the very rigid penis that only the previous night had been inside him. Seeing it's extended length he wondered how he had managed to take it up his bottom. "Don't be anxious to rush to be the same size as your bother," John said, noticing his younger son's fascination with his brother's girth and length. "Mum, daddddd, let me go, I can't take it anymore!" Miles practically howled, the sensitivity of his boyhood was at it's extreme. John looked at his wife and indicated she should release her hand. With one more upward movement, that was all it took as Miles ejaculated milky sperm powerfully on to his chest. "Ughhhhhh," he cried out as his orgasm shook his body, and he stretched. His father moved to take hold of his feet and hold them down. "Wow, that was awesome, I can't wait until I can shoot like that," Jake exclaimed, as his own boyhood stood erect. John and Marilyn let their son rest to come down slowly after his orgasm subsided. Then they cleaned him up with wet wipes. "How was that for an afternoon's work, boys?" John asked. Both boys gave their parents their grateful appreciation. Then Miles asked "Can me and Jake give you a massage? It would only be fair wouldn't it?" "If that is really want you would like to do, then I'm okay with that. I don't know about your mother," John replied. "I'm going to start making something to eat, if you'll excuse me," was her answer. John allowed his sons to undress him, just as he had undressed them. Miles helped his dad take his T-shirt off, whilst Jake unbuttoned his shorts and lowered his zip, revealing their father's navy blue boxer briefs. Miles then pulled the briefs down uncovering his father's sex member that played a part in creating him and his brother. John laid back on the bed, Miles and Jake worked together to bring pleasure to their father, as they massaged him. Finishing his back and legs, they instructed him to turn over so that they could massage his front. John waited patiently for his son's to start on his genitals. Miles and Jake looked at each other, then at the same time wrapped their hands around their father's shaft. It filled their hands it having a grown man's girth. Jake began to explore his father's scrotum, gently squeezing his testicles inside, curious as to heavy they were. Miles pulled his father's foreskin back and ran his fingers around the glans. It brought back to his memory when he allowed his father to penetrate his bottom with the very same piece of flesh he was holding now. He marvelled at how he had accommodated his father's size as it stretched to its erect state. From his pee slit pre-cum emerged from it and Miles used it to spread around the glans. With his sons handling his genitals, it didn't take long before his aroused feelings caused his sex member to twitch, not unnoticed by his offspring. "I'm going to cum," John warned. "I know," acknowledged Miles, "I can feel your penis starting to pulse." "Rub me Miles." Miles wrapped his hands around the thick shaft and rubbed up and down it. "Can I have a go?" Jake asked. "Sure," Miles acquiesced and allowed his younger sibling to take his place. Both boys felt their own penises grow as they handled their father. John reached out his hands and took hold of them and masturbated them, just as they were him. There came a collective groan as the three males ejaculated within a short space of time. Cuming together made their orgasms all the more special. Just then Marilyn came into the room and to say that tea was ready, and was met with three grinning males and three erect penises and sperm of varying consistencies. "I see you've been enjoying yourselves whilst I've been gone," she said. "Yeah, that was awesome, we almost all ejaculated at the same time, didn't we boys," her husband replied. "I didn't think I could cum again so soon after the after the last time," Miles added. "I wouldn't expect anything else from a fourteen-year old, unlike your dad who would struggle I think," Marilyn encouraged her son. "Anyway, I think you'd better all clean up, and come down for tea." After cleaning up in the bathroom, the family assembled around the dining room table for tea, still in their birthday suits. "The family will be back around seven, so I think you need to put some clothes on before then," John instructed, "after helping clear up after tea." Miles and Jake groaned. "Was that a groan about having to put clothes on, or a groan about helping clearing up?" Marilyn wanted clarification. "I love being naked all the time," Jake answered, "and I don't mind clearing up." "You're just a show off!" teased his brother. "Yeah, `cause I'm the only one without any pubic hair in the family." "Not quite true," Marilyn, "remember I said that you're just starting to show." Jake stood up and unashamedly in front of everyone rubbed his fingertips over his pubis. Miles then got up and knelt down in front of his brother and looked closely for Jake's virgin pubic hair. "Here's one," he pointed out, "in the crease at the base of your willy." "Oh yes," Jake confirmed as he felt the hair himself. "I could pull it out for you so that you can keep it as a memento," "No way!" Jake cried out as he swatted his brother's hand away. "I think this conversation is getting to be a bit hair- raising!" Marilyn laughed which caused another groan. "Anyway, time to clear up and dress up." That got everybody up to complete the task of clearing the table and washing up. Putting on clothes was next and what had been discarded earlier was put on again. The hosts returned shortly after seven and the rest of the night was spent playing board games and watching a film. Sem implored Miles to sleep in his room tonight which Miles agreed to, which left Daan and Jake to share Daan's room. After supper everybody retired to bed around eleven. "I really missed you Miles," Sem said after closing his room door. "Missed you too," Miles responded and took young Sem into his arms to hug him. "We'll be together all day tomorrow." "Yes we will. We go home on Saturday so we've only got two nights left together." "I hope we can visit you in England sometime." "I hope you can too, but don't expect to run around in your underpants in our streets as somebody will call the police, and your parents will be investigated by the nasty crowd." "Perhaps I might change my mind about coming then," Sem replied as he removed his blue shorts revealing his yellow briefs with green waistband and trim. "Certainly get noticed if you ran up the street in those," Miles remarked admiring the boy stood in front of him in just his underpants and white socks. Being only nine years old his bulge wasn't that big but still presented a nice sight. Sem reminded him of the boy he had watched in the video in the afternoon. Being a boy lover it was Miles's dream to be in the presence of such a boy god. Sem sat on his bed to take his socks off and at the same time watched as Miles undressed to his peach and lime boxer briefs. The boys then got themselves into bed, well that is Sem into his bed, and Miles into his sleeping bag. They chatted for quite some time as they caught up with each other's activities of the day. In Daan's room, Daan and Jake also chatted but sleep overtook them as the clock ticked past twelve.