I couldn't stop thinking about Kris after that night but unfortunately he didn't come over for a while after that because he got grounded for lying to his mom. I laughed when Jas told me that, but I wasn't at all happy about it. At first I worried that maybe he had changed his mind about what had happened but since no cops showed up at my door and no angry mother called me, I decided things were okay.
So it was just the four of us for a while, Jas, Andy, Joel and me. That was cool, except I missed Kris's teasing and of course his hot little body, but the other boys were fun too and I was just about to find out just how much fun.
Like I said I had known Andy for a very long time and had watched him grow up from a shy skinny little boy to the young stud that now spent as much time at my house as he did at his own. He was taller than the other boys and just as athletic. In fact he was one of our star pitchers and a great batter and everyone said they thought he had potential to move on to pro ball. He had light brown hair and the greenest eyes I have ever seen on anyone and those pouty lips that just cry out to be kissed. Sometimes I wondered how many girls had had the pleasure of those lips and it always made me horny. I could just imagine those soft luscious lips against mine as I rubbed his soft hairless cheeks and I got instantly hard.
Andy was the boldest of the boys, never afraid to try new things and he was always talking me into trying new and adventurous things as well. One evening as we sat down to make our plans Andy walked over and sat down beside me on the couch and put his hand on my leg. Well, he had my full attention then and when he began to speak I was all ears.
"Hey Roberette, (that was his pet name for me, my name is actually Robert) how about if we go to the Monster Truck Show? I saw where it's in town tonight and tomorrow."
I looked at Jas and Joel and they nodded enthusiastically. Apparently the three had already discussed this before hand. I chuckled, "Well, if that's what you guys want, than that's fine with me." I was so easy.
So that's where we went that Saturday night and we didn't get back till almost 11. I insisted the boys go take their showers before bed then I told them they could stay up if they wanted and watch a movie till they fell asleep but they laughed and assured me that they weren't tired and wouldn't fall asleep till late.
I went off to my bath and took a long hot shower and almost beat off, but something inside me told me not to, that maybe there was something better ahead, and that something turned out to be right. As I joined the boys in the Den they already had the mats pulled out and in place and were scuffling and making their nests. Jas always liked to sleep on my back side and then usually it was Kris and then Andy and finally Joel, but with no Kris that night, Andy wound up next to me.
Now to say Andy is a cute is an understatement, but the most obvious thing about him is his sexuality. Yeah, I know boys aren't supposed to exude sexuality, but dam it if Andy didn't. He knew he was better hung, had more hair and was first to make cum and he was proud of it and it showed in his swagger and how he interacted with other boys and with me. He was one hot little stud and he knew it.
I was happy to have him so near me but I had no expectations of anything sexual happening between us. Like I said I had known him almost all his life and he was like a son to me and I just never thought he felt anything more for me than a son did for his father. Boy was I way off base.
With his early puberty came rampant sexual desires with hardly any place to relieve them. He had messed around with a few other boys, Kris Joel and Jas included, but I didn't know that at the time, but mostly he resorted to masturbation and he was a pro at it. Once or twice I suspected he had jerked off while at our house but had never actually witnessed it but looking back now I should have seen all the signs.
The movie was lame and Jas and Joel were out for the count thirty minutes into it, but Andy seemed to be holding out, just like Kris had that night and waiting for us to be alone. When he turned off the movie and it got dark suddenly I thought perhaps he was going to go to sleep as well, but when he laid back down he was practically on top of me.
I could feel his hot breath on my face and once my eyes adjusted to the dark I could see those emerald green eyes flashing like Kryptonite at me. He had a smirk on his face and he looked as if he wanted to speak but was unsure of himself.
I reached out for him with the easy familiarity of a parent for his child and he snuggled even closer. I could feel his heart beating jack rabbit fast and I wondered if he was well. Then it hit me, the boy was horny as hell and was looking for a partner.
I almost lost it then, thinking about what might happen and if it was the smart thing to do, but my feeling for Andy were strong and I knew that whatever happened it would be about him and not me and if he wanted me I would not turn him away.
"Give me your hand Roberett," he whispered in my ear as cold chills climbed up my spine. It was the reverse of what Kris had done that night, but I somehow knew the result would be just as exciting.
I gave him my hand willingly and he pulled it down beneath the covers and wrapped it around something hard and spongy. It took me a moment to process what I was feeling then my heart skipped a beat. My hand was wrapped around big-dicked Andy's 5.5 inch fat cock. It throbbed with each beat of his heart and I could hear his air coming in ragged breaths. I squeezed it playfully and he moaned.
"Nice," I said in a sultry voice, "what do you want me to do with it?"
I don't think he had thought this far ahead because he sort of stuttered and hem hawed for a moment before he whispered, "What do you want to do with it?"
"Anything you want Andy. It's up to you, but only if it's what you want." I said baring my heart to him.
"Ahhh...well, that feels nice," he said still sounding unsure of himself, "but if you want to do more...uh, stuff that's good too."
I couldn't believe what was happening. Andy was inviting me to do whatever I wanted with that hot hard dick of his and I was prepared to satisfy his every desire. I began to masturbate him in earnest then as he closed his eyes and threw his head back. Again I was struck by how kissable those lips of his were and I hoped beyond my wildest hopes that before the night was over I would know just how kissable.
He was moving his crotch now in rhythm to my hand movements and I was afraid he would come too soon so I let up a little. He sort of whined but I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Can I taste it?"
His eyes flew open and he nodded enthusiastically and I slipped down beneath the cover and long before I found him with my mouth I could smell his heady boy scent and I was frantic to taste him. He was everything I hoped he would be and more. He was a massive pre-cummer, that had been evident as I was jacking him but down there at last I could finally taste it. It was as smooth as honey and twice as sweet with a slight salty taste toward the end and I couldn't wait to taste the real thing. I don't know how I knew how to give head so well. I mean up until that night with Kris I had performed oral sex on maybe two other boys and that was when I was a much younger man. Sure I had learned to eat pussy once I got married and according to my wife was a master at it, but now faced with a hard teenage cock I knew this was my destiny. I worshiped that cock as if it were my master and I was it's slave and for the next fifteen or twenty minutes I was completely lost in my task.
I knew he was getting close when he grabbed my head and forced his cock down my throat and I didn't gag for a second. I felt the first squirt hit my tonsils but I pulled up fast enough to catch the second on my tongue and I savored the taste and feel of him as if this was the ambrosia of life. His cum was thicker and saltier than Kris's was but both boys were delicious and unique and I wouldn't have had it any other way. It made me wonder what other boys tasted like. What would little Joel's cum taste like and despite my incest taboo I couldn't help but wonder if my son Jas's cum tasted similar to my own which I had sampled many times over the years. Suddenly I was a cum connoisseur and couldn't wait to try the next flavor.
I licked Andy clean and finally gave up when his head became too sensitive for even my tongue and pulled his undies back up prepared to face him and see if he was still alright with all that had happened. I needn't have worried, he had a shit eating grin on his face and I could see in his eyes that he was hooked on getting sucked. He might never have to masturbate again if he came over and spent the night enough times, I mused.
I figured he would settle down and go to sleep then but Andy wasn't through. Unlike Kris Andy liked to reciprocate. I know, every pervert's dream is to have a hot boy suck his cock, but I was actually reluctant to let Andy return the beejay until he sort of pouted and made me feel as if I were delivering the worst possible insult against him. And maybe I was, so being the wonderful person and loving dad that I am, I gave in.
To say Andy was good at giving head would be like saying Rembrandt was okay as an artist. What Andy lacked in experience he more than made up in enthusiasm and I have to say he really liked sucking dick. He acted as if my cock was the tastiest thing he had ever ran across and occasionally he would stop sucking and just lick it, driving me absolutely crazy. When after a few minutes he began to lick and suck my balls I almost came right then. I regretted then not having licked his walnut sized doogies but there was always time for that the next time, and I was sure there would be a next time and maybe many more after that. Andy was an animal and he had found someone who appreciated that, me.
I tried to warn him when my orgasm finally came upon me but he just ignored me and sucked harder and faster and when I shot off in his hot wet mouth he didn't bat an eye. He swallowed every drop and then did the most amazing thing. He scooted up and kissed me on the mouth sharing my cum with me. I have been kissed, and I have been kissed, but until that cum filled kiss I was a virgin. We swapped tongue for ten minutes until all my flavor was gone and all that remained was our own taste.
I came down from my high and immediately started asking questions. Sensing that I had more questions than he could answer right there in the midst of his friends he gently urged me to follow him to the hall bathroom where we both took a much needed piss.
"Are you sure you're okay with all this Andy" I asked when we had put our stuff away.
"Are you kidding, I have been wanting to do this stuff since I was ten, but I didn't think you would. I...didn't know for sure until...well, that night with Kris...I really wasn't asleep. I couldn't see everything that went on but I could feel the mat shaking and Kris moaning, "He laughed, "I pretty much figured it out. Plus he told me the next day."
I was shocked, I had no idea Andy felt that way or that Kris was the kind to kiss and tell. Who else would he tell before it was all over.
"You won't tell though, will you?"
"Nope, not even Kris. This is our little secret." he said smiling mischievously.
"I could....you know get into big trouble," I said lamely.
"Not to worry, we'll be careful, but now that you started, you gotta keep it up," he laughed.
"No problem there," I said grabbing my hard on for emphasis.
He laughed, "Next time I'll let ya fuck me," he said dropping a bomb that exploded in my head over and over for the rest of the night.
I stuttered out, "I'm too big, I would never...."
But he cut me short, "No offense Roberette, but you aint that big, I've had bigger, but yours is nice and I'm looking forward to getting fucked. Maybe later if I rest up a bit or maybe I can stay over tomorrow night, just me. I know Joel can't but I can."
What could I say? I just nodded and we went back and laid back down. It took me till forever to go to sleep but Andy was out like a light. I watched his chest rise and fall and stared at those two perfect lips that I had kissed earlier and I could still feel the tingle there. I was in love or lust, I didn't know which and now this beautiful boy was offering his ass to me. I had truly died and gone to Heaven.
Eventually I did fall asleep and I dreamed of fucking Susan and when I awoke I was ashamed and scared. I started to cry and then Andy was there holding me and loving me and brushing away my tears. He took control of me then and as I felt him slide beneath the covers and his wet mouth on me I wondered where he had learned such things. I had no time to ponder that though because when he came up he rolled his back against me and pushed his perfect little ass against my hard slobbery cock and I entered him easily.
I sighed as I bottomed out in his hot tight guts and again I wondered where he had learned this. I tried not to dwell on it though. He was giving me a gift that is more precious than silver or gold, he was giving me himself and I devoured him with relish. I put my arm lovingly around him and began to move. I was gentle and loving at first but Andy wanted more and his movements proved that. Taking over he began to move against me quickly and violently, fucking himself on my hard cock. I was getting close but I wasn't sure if I should come inside him, however just as before Andy made that decision for me. Moving with skill and speed beyond anything I had ever experienced he brought me to a ball busting orgasm that lasted for a full three minutes. Rope after rope of my thick cum invaded his guts and he took it all. When I finally fell limp and exhausted inside him he pulled off of me and disappeared into the bathroom. When he returned he carried a towel and he lovingly cleaned me off then helped me put my underwear back on. He was more in charge than I was and he was only twelve. I would always wonder where he had learned such tenderness and such lust, but I never asked him. Ours was a perfect love from that day on and for many years to come. But it was just the beginning that night and there were many other surprises over the years with my son's best friends.
The End
Man, you just got to love dad, he's a real boy lover. He is only interested in the what the boys wants and loves his boys with all his heart. He would never knowingly hurt them and with him they are safe to explore their newly found sexual feelings. Who is next? Surely dad can't resist Joel now that he has tasted the forbidden fruit. And what of Jas, will his inbred fear of incest keep him from giving his own son what he craves the most, to be closer to his father? Who knows, do you want to know more? If so write me, this chapter is courtesy of all the positive emails I received wanting to hear dad's side of the story. Which do you prefer, the boy's side or the dad's? Let me know. I am all ears....lol.
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