After that night things were never the same. Eventually Kris came back and I was faced with a dilemma. Andy and I had messed around almost every night that he stayed over since that first night and now Kris's return would make things a bit awkward. I had considered not having them both over at the same time, but that would have not only been suspicious but would have probably upset Jas as well as the other boys. In the end I decided I would just have to play it cool and see how things went.
We stayed in that night and watched some movies on TV and played video games. It was rainy and cold that night and we ordered in pizza and the boys were snuggled together on the floor while I sat on the couch covered with an old quilt.
It didn't take long before Kris joined me on the couch lifting the quilt and making himself at home and I had to admit it felt good to have him back snuggled against me. He was such a little sweetheart and so cute and even if nothing else happened this was nice. However, Kris had more in mind than snuggling. All that time away he had been planning just what he would do when he was allowed back and he wasted no time implementing his plan.
Being careful not to move the covers too much or give himself away he grabbed my hand and pulled it into his lap. He was already hard , the little horn dog, and his crotch felt hot. I didn't react in any way as I gently squeezed his little package and he showed no signs of a reaction and I decided he was either a very good actor or I wasn't doing something right so I ramped up the action by fishing my hand into the waist band of his shorts and grabbing his meat in my hand. He yelped a little but no one seemed to notice, not even Andy who was busy playing a game with Jas. Joel was watching them intently and didn't even seem aware of Kris or me.
Kris's little pecker was leaking a little and it felt slippery to the touch. I rubbed my finger across the slit and he drew in a sharp breath. I looked over at him and winked and he smiled lewdly. I was enjoying myself immensely but I knew things were getting a little too intense and soon we would have to stop or go somewhere more private. I guess he already had that covered as well because suddenly he looked up at me and in a baby voice said, "Daddy will you help me take a baff?"
I almost laughed, we had been here before, but this time I was sure there wouldn't be any teasing involved. As I ran his bath water he was busy shucking his clothes and when I turned around he was standing so close to me I bumped into him. He was naked and sporting a semi and had a shit eating grin on his face.
"I have a problem, dad," he said giggling.
"Oh, what is that son?" I said going along with the game.
"My weenie is hard and it needs help."
I stared at his boyhood and sure enough it had gone from semi to full in about a second. It was just as lovely as I'd remembered and twice as appealing now that I knew he was willing. I rose and went over to latch the bathroom door. If one of the boys tried the door I would pretend it got locked by accident. I helped Kris climb into the bath tub then knelt down beside the tub and began washing him as if he were a small child instead of the almost teen that he was. He was like putty in my hands allowing me access to every part of his body as his half lidded eyes watched me with interest.
"Wash my butt dad, and then my weenie," he said grinning lewdly.
I asked him to get up on his knees and I took the soap and began lathering up his back side. When my fingers were good and slick I began to rub them across his tight pucker and he shivered a little. I didn't know if this boy had ever had anything up his boy hole, but he certainly seemed to like my teasing so I continued eventually daring to let my finger push at his anus. To my surprise he pushed back and my finger slipped into his hot tight ass up to the first knuckle.
He let out a little sigh and then began rocking so that my finger was sliding in and out of his little hole. Where do these boys learn these anal habits, I wondered. Is it a natural instinct or has this one done some anal play before?
This went on for a few seconds then he squeezed his anal muscles tight forcing my finger out while he giggled, "I pooped your finger out."
I soaped up his front paying special attention to his little ball sack and saving his weenie for last. He was still rock hard and seemed to be shivering a little as I rubbed my hands across his crotch. When I finally took hold of his little pecker he took in a sharp breath and closed his eyes.
"Oh, yeah daddy wash it good." He said softly, "Then....suck on it."
Excitement coursed through my body as I heard this cute boy beg me to do what I would willingly do with out being asked. I rinsed him off and decided to dry him before granting his wish. He didn't protest when I helped him out and began drying him off as he stood between my legs. I sat on the toilet seat and had him turn as I dried off each part of his little body then lift each foot into my lap so I could dry his little feet. They were lovely little feet and I learned something else that day, I had a foot fetish. My cock was so hard as his little foot touched my lap that I let out a little moan and I had this sudden urge to stick that cute little foot in my mouth.
My heart was beating so fast I thought I might have a heart attack as I tried to decide what to do, but fortunately the boy took over then and snatching the towel from my hand he threw it on the floor and said, "Okay, time to suck me now."
I chuckled, "Horny boy, I was about to suck your toes instead," I teased hoping he would pick up on the fact that I had been perving on his cute feet.
"Really? You can, I don't mind. But I'm ticklish so be careful," he said sounding almost as excited by the prospect of the foot job as I did.
"Oh, okay," I said trying to figure out how best to do this, "Here lets swap places, you sit and I'll kneel."
He caught on quickly and sat his little butt down on the padded toilet seat. He looked into my eyes and I saw such love and trust that for one horrible moment I almost didn't go through with it fearing I was violating that love and trust by having sex with him. Then I saw something else in his eyes, pure animalistic lust, and I forgot all my worries and reached down to pull hi left foot to my face.
I had no idea what to do, until that moment I had never had any desire to do anything with a foot, although I do remember rubbing my son's feet when he was younger and how relaxed it made him. I enjoyed it too and I suddenly realized that what I was about to do was a far cry from a foot rub and bordering on the erotic.
I sniffed his foot automatically and of course it smelled of soap and was as clean as clean can be. In a way I would almost have rather it been a little sweaty, but it tasted fine when I ran my tongue down the sole of his foot. He gasped and kicked involuntarily then apologized and told me it tickled. I nodded and stuck his big toe in my mouth and he let out a little moan.
"Oh, daddy that feels....so good," he said dreamily, "suck my piggies."
I didn't need any further encouragement and ten minutes later I had wet down all ten of his little piggies and was ready for the main course. Dropping his foot I looked into his eyes and smiled, "Ready?"
He nodded, "Uh, huh...suck me, suck me good daddy," he said sweetly with an underlying tone of lust in his voice.
I didn't want to rush, but at the same time we didn't have all night so I started by licking his little ball sack. He let out a little gasp and hen began shaking and making little oh sounds as I proceeded to lick his balls and finally that area just under them trying desperately to reach his little hole with my tongue. He either figured that out or instinct kicked in again, because he lifted his legs and rolled his butt up to give me better access. I found his hot tight little button an swirled my tongue over it causing him to throw his head back and shudder as he let out a little growl. I smiled to myself. The only ass I had ever eaten was my late wife's and a friend of mine's on a dare, but I felt like an expert as I continued.
I was about to suggest he try pushing as if he were pooping so my tongue could get inside, but he was way ahead of me. Suddenly the tip of my tongue was in his hole and I tasted his bitter sweet boy flavor. After a second or two the bitterness went away and there was only sweet and I couldn't get enough. He was vibrating like a tuning fork, breathing rapidly, and making little mewling sounds as I continued to assault his ass hole with my tongue. If this boy hadn't been playing around back there, he would now. Maybe even one of his little buddies might be lucky enough to plant their little dick in there.
My tongue was getting numb and there was still that hard little dick to suck and not much time left, so I reluctantly gave up his ass and sat back on my knees. He looked at me as if to say "Why'd you stop?" but when I reached down and grabbed his hard little cock he forgot about his ass for the moment.
He was trembling with anticipation as I began working his little cock gently and when I leaned down and licked the head he raised up off the toilet and little and moaned deeply. I took all of his cock into my hungry greedy mouth and he went stiff all over. When I began to move up and down on his shaft he sighed then put his soft little hands on my head and gently guided me as I continued to suck his hard little cock.
I reached down between his legs and gently squeezed his balls and he opened his legs a bit for me. I wanted so badly to finger his little hole as I sucked him, but I couldn't quite reach it in this position so I settled for rubbing and touching the parts of his body I could reach. Apparently that was as big a turn on for him as it was for me because when one of my hands quite moving he grabbed it and brought it to his chest and moved it around till I got the message.
He was moaning and rocking on the toilet seat and I knew he wasn't going to last too much longer. I sped up a little taking all of him in with each bob of my head and his hands tightened on my head as he took over and bucked up to meet my hungry mouth. I felt his cock swell a little and I knew he was about to come, and then suddenly his sweet boy juice was in my mouth and I focused all my attention on the taste and texture of it, filing all of the information away for future reference (and hot sweaty jerk off sessions).
He shot four times then dribbled a bit and I took it all savoring the flavor before licking him clean and standing up. I grabbed the washcloth we had used for his bath and gently washed his sticky cock and balls and dried him once more.
"Okay, get dressed and we'll go see what the other boys are up to."
"Help me get dressed daddy," he said in baby talk. He was such a little character at times.
I slipped his tee shirt on as he held his arms up then pulled it down and grabbed his undies. I sat down on the toilet seat once more and had him stand between my legs as I held his underwear and had him step into them one foot at a time. I pulled them up being careful not to bump his now soft but no doubt sensitive pecker and then let the elastic waistband snap against him playfully.
"Ow, daddy. You hurt me," he teased, "kiss my tummy and make it better."
I went along with the joke and lifted his waistband and kissed all along where it touched and placed little kisses on his soft flesh. He giggled but didn't push me away. I was his at that moment and he was enjoying our time together. As I let his elastic go back into place he moved up against me and hugged my neck.
"I love you daddy," he said kissing my cheek sweetly.
I patted his little behind and said, "I love you too, sweet boy. Now, let's go before they come looking for us."
He frowned but didn't protest, he knew the score as well as I did. I couldn't help but wonder if he knew Andy and I had messed around, after all Kriss had been quick to tell Andy, but was Andy more discreet? I would soon learn the answer to that and more.
Kriss left first while I tidied up the bathroom and hung the wet towels up to dry. A few minutes later Joel wandered in and started to pee. I smiled, even shy little Joel felt so comfortable around me that he didn't think twice before whipping it out and letting loose in front of me. As I turned to leave Joel was just finishing and suddenly he spun around his little cock still in his hand and just stood there.
I was shocked, was there no secrets among these boys? Did they tell tales in hopes to one up the other? Oh look what daddy does for me, he loves me best.
"Do you like me, Robert?' He asked almost shyly. And as soon as the words were out of his mouth I knew exactly what he meant. He did know what had gone on between Kriss and then Andy and I and he was asking did I love them more because I had done those things.
Without a second thought I knelt before him so we would be at eye level. I learned a long time ago that kids hate being looked down upon, and that lowering yourself to their level puts them at ease. I leaned in and put my hand on his shoulder. It was hard not to look at his now hard dick but this wasn't about sex at this point. It was about him understanding that all my boys were equally loved.
"I love you like my own son," I said sincerely, "Why would you think I didn't like you?"
He shrugged, no doubt feeling childish and embarrassed at this point, "No...no reason. Just wanted to make sure."
I hugged him despite having to be careful not to crush his hard dick between us, "Oh, by the way," I teased, "your barn door's open." I said standing up and winking. "I'm gonna go see what the natives are up to, see you out there." And then I turned and left before things got out of hand and I ravaged that little cutie.
Kriss and Jas were playing a video game and Andy was rummaging in the kitchen for a snack. I decided to go see what he had found. As I walked in he grinned at me and grabbed his cock through his boxers and my eyes went immediately to his crotch.
"Made ya look," he giggled.
"Did not," I teased, "I was already gonna look."
He laughed, "Sokay with me," he said squeezing himself lewdly, "Come over here a minute."
I wandered over slowly and he took my hand and shoved it down his boxers and I grabbed his hard cock. He moaned and said, "Yeah, that's what I'm talkin bout."
"You little horn dog, we can't do this here. Maybe later after everyone is asleep. We can slip off to the bathroom or something."
Suddenly Joel rushed in and taking one look at my hand down Andy's underwear he put his hand over his mouth and stared as if he were witnessing the second coming. I jerked my hand out quickly but I knew the damage was done. I couldn't take back what Joel had just seen.
"What are you guys doing?" he asked innocently, but I'm sure he knew exactly what we were doing.
"Andy dared me to put my hand down his shorts and I did it," I lied, "I aint no chicken. So there Andy...in your ear!"
Andy giggled and went along with the joke, but he might as well have not bothered. Joel saw what he saw and he already knew plenty and it only helped to prove what he already suspected. He shrugged and went to the fridge and helped himself to a can of Mt Dew. At my house the boys knew they were welcome to whatever I had and that there was no need to ask.
I leaned against the counter and waited to see what would happen next. I don't know why I wasn't terrified that my little world was about to go to hell. If Joel had wanted to blow the whistle he had all the information he needed to send me away for a very long time. But it didn't fell that way, it felt...different. It felt like there was something new and exciting coming and it wasn't a long prison sentence.
"I like to play truth and dare too," Joel pouted and I couldn't help but smile.
"Okay, I dare you to put your hand down Andy's shorts," I said grinning.
He almost choked on the swallow of Mt Dew he had just taken but managed to recover. His eyes darting to Andy to see how he felt about all this he said, "I will...if Andy don't care."
Andy shrugged, "I don't care, a dare is a dare and if you don't do it you're a chicken."
Well truthfully they were all chickens, all four of them and I guess that made me a chicken hawk, but of course I was so wrapped up in all of it that I couldn't see things quite that clearly just then.
Joel sat down his can of Mt Dew and moved a little closer to Andy then hesitated a moment before shrugging and moving the last few feet until he stood next to Andy. With a trembling hand he reached toward Andy as he looked into his eyes to make sure it was still okay. Then I watched as his hand disappeared inside Andy's boxers.
My cock was straining at my fly and leaking so much it was if I was in a sauna down there. I swallowed hard as I saw his hand move down beneath the fabric and come to rest exactly where my hand had been only a few minutes earlier. Would he grab it, or just let his hand rest there a moment and then pull it back out? I wondered.
My question was answered a moment later as I saw Joel's hand moving around and then Andy let out a little yelp and Joel giggled.
"He pinched my balls", Andy giggled.
Suddenly Joel pulled his hand out and picked up his Mt Dew and took a big drink, "Any more dares?" he said grinning lewdly.
"Maybe later," I said and then I went upstairs to take a nice long cold shower.
When I returned about a half hour later the boys already had the mats down on the floor and were watching TV. They had all showered, except Kriss who got a baff...lol, and I smelled a set up from the moment I walked in.
"Hey dad, come lay down with us. We're gonna watch Godzilla and we need you close in case we get scared," my son Jason said sounding nervous.
I hoped the other boys hadn't been confiding in him about the sex, because frankly it was not only awkward to think he knew, but distressing to think he might feel left out. I wasn't sure I could commit incest along with all my other crimes and sins.
I acted as if nothing was wrong and piled down in the spot they had left for me, Jas on my right with Joel next to him, and first Kriss then Andy on my left. Jas got up on his knees giving me a good look at his butt which was right in front of my face and I felt my cock stir against my will. I had seen my son every day of his life and though I always thought of him as perfect and beautiful, this was the first time I had seen him as a sexual being. I averted my eyes and when I heard the music start I looked back. Jas was laying back down and watching the movie and I relaxed. Maybe I was just being paranoid, maybe this was just a regular movie night at the Campbell house.
The other boys were watching the movie with rapt attention now and I relaxed a bit more. Beside me Kriss stretched his leg out till his soft little foot touched my leg then he slowly began rubbing up and down my leg. I thought about how hot it had been to suck on his toes and my cock jumped beneath me. It was going to be a long hard evening.
I don't know if the other boys were even aware of Kriss's foot on my leg, but even if they did it was no big deal. All of the boys were affectionate and thought nothing of rubbing my arm or leg or snuggling with me in a non sexual way. I felt sort of drowsy as Kriss continued to rub his foot against my leg but I jerked fully awake as on the other side of me Jason began rubbing my arm causing the hairs to stand up as if he had rubbed a balloon on them. I was freaking, in sensual overload as the two continued and my dick was oozing so much there was no way it wasn't soaking through to the mat beneath.
This went on for about 20 minutes as I tried not to think about it and failed miserably as I watched at the movie. As I looked around it appeared all four boys were watching the movie and once again I thought maybe I was misreading the whole situation. That is until I saw Andy scoot up against Kriss and lean across until suddenly I felt his hand on my other arm. He had always been an arm rubber, even when he was a little kid and I had gotten used to it over the years, but this time it wasn't just a sweet little boy showing some innocent affection, it was a horny almost teenage boy rubbing me lustily.
My hair was standing up all over my body now and my dick was in agony as it pressed into the mat trapped beneath me. I wanted to reach down and readjust it, but I couldn't move my arms without breaking contact with Jas and Andy. I wondered what Joel thought of all this and as if to answer my question suddenly he got up and sat down at my feet.
When I felt him lift my foot and put it in his lap I almost passed out from sensual overload. But wait, it gets worse (or better). Suddenly he begins to rub my foot and then tug on my toes one after the other. Where did he learn to do that, I wonder, it feels unbelievable and I never want him to stop.
I must've moaned lowly because I heard Andy say, "He likes that guys, that's for sure," then they all laughed as if this was all some pre-planned joke.
"Roll him over," Kriss giggled and I knew I was in trouble if they did.
"Not yet," Andy says. It was obvious he is running this show and everyone seemed to be following his orders without question.
"What....what are you guys doing?" I manage to squeak out. I could barely recognize my own voice it was so thick with fear and lust.
"Oh, nothing daddy, just relax," Kriss said giggling.
"Yeah, just relax Roberette, it's nothing bad. We just want to make you happy," Andy said calmly.
"Jason what are these guys up to?" I ask appealing to him as a father to his son.
Jas seems at a loss for words as he looks over at Andy and then he stops rubbing my arm for a minute, "It's...it's nothing bad."
But it did feel bad or at least weird, but really the only reason I felt the way was because my son was involved and that scared me....a lot. I knew I had to do something quick or it would be too late, only problem was: I didn't know what to do.
The movie got good then and the boys seemed to be genuinely into it...for a few minutes, then they moved to the next level.
Swapping places Andy moved over next me and Kriss rolled over to make room for him. I knew things were going to get interesting now because Andy was already naked. He had shucked his boxers at some point and I hadn't even noticed until now. I wondered if Joel was naked too, but I could see Jas and he still had underwear on though his upper body was bare. Meanwhile unknown to me at the time Kriss was removing his underwear as he lay behind Andy.
"Ok, Roberette, we took a vote and we all decided that you have to do stuff with all of us, not just me and Kriss," Andy said and the tone of his voice was one of authority and I got the feeling that if I didn't cooperate I might be in trouble, at least with the boys.
"What the hell?" I said wondering where I had lost control.
"Don't worry, we won't tell anyone else," Kriss said, leaning over Andy and revealing that he was indeed naked now.
"Jason, you aren't part of this are you?" I asked mustering all the strength I had.
I could tell he hated being put on the spot and for one horrible moment I thought he was going to cry, then he pulled himself together and shrugged. In a meek voice he said, "It's not fair, all of us do stuff together already....and we want to...uh, do it with you too."
I blew out a breath trying to release my pent up fears and hang ups, but those things die hard, "Jas, buddy....it's cool that you guys do that stuff, it's perfectly normal, but getting me involved is a different story. I could get into big trouble if anyone even thought I was....doing that stuff with you boys."
I saw the look of doubt on his face, but it quickly disappeared, "No one would ever know, right guys. We took a blood oath on it. Do you know what that means Dad?"
"I think so, but sometimes things slip out and people pick up on things and one thing leads to another....."
"We're smarter than most boys our age, you tell us that all the time." I was surprised to hear it was Joey speaking up and he hadn't even done anything with me...yet, "We can keep a secret. Besides you already did it with Kriss and Andy, so what's the difference?"
Put like that it made perfect sense, but there was still the incest thing, "But Jas is my son, that's called incest and I don't know if I can do that." I said looking my son squarely in the eyes to judge his reaction. I don't know what I expected, but what I saw was rejection and sadness. I wanted to reach out and hug him, but I didn't think this was the time.
"We're your sons too," Kriss threw out, "and we call you dad and you say you love us just like your own kids, so what's the difference?"
It was obvious they had given this a lot of thought and maybe come up with some answers to overcome my objections. I sighed, they were killing me, and I was trying to be strong, but they were wearing me down like wind on stone, slowly a little at a time.
"I don't know guys this is serious stuff, I mean I know I shouldn't have even done anything with anyone, but I can't change that, if I do this I am maybe in over my head."
Jas frowned, "Pffftt..I told you he wouldn't go for it," he said sounding upset, maybe even angry.
"He didn't say no," Andy brought to our attention, and I realized I hadn't exactly said no, despite all my objections.
"Yeah, he just has to say yes," Kriss whined. Sometimes he was like a little kid when he didn't get his way and that worried me...a lot.
"Can I say something," it was Joel again and when he moved up closer I saw he too was naked now. Only Jas still had any clothes on and I think that was only because he was sure I was going to say no.
"Of course," I said speaking for all of us, "What's on your mind?" As if I didn't know.
"Ok, I know I'm the smallest, but I'm the same age...sorta. And I know that dad...uh Robert didn't pick me to....uh, play with probably cause I'm a runt," he said breaking my heart, but he wasn't done yet, "but even if you don't wanna do it with me, you should totally do it with them cause....well, you already did it with Kriss and Andy and I think Jason is sad cause you didn't include him too."
"Hey, I can talk for myself," Jas said roughly, but the look of shame and embarrassment on his face said it was true, "He's gonna do what he thinks is best, he is smarter than all of us and it's his decision. We told him how we feel and that's all we can do."
I sighed, "First of all Joel, I did not pass you up because you are a runt, in fact I didn't pass you up at all, it just never happened. I didn't think you did that sort of thing, that's all. I love you just the way you are," I said smiling and rubbing his arm affectionately, "I didn't set out for this to happen with anyone, it just did."
Andy laughed, "Well, I started it first."
"Okay, with Andy it was different, but you know what I mean?"
"It's cause of me, isn't it?" Jason said sounding ready to cry, "If it wasn't for me you'd do it wouldn't you?"
"Jas, sweetie," I said reaching out to touch his arm. I half way expected him to jerk it back but he didn't instead he let me touch him as a sob escaped his throat. I'd had enough, a father can watch his baby boy suffer only so much before he has to comfort him. I rolled over and pulled him into my arms and just held him as he sobbed quietly.
"I think we've talked enough about this tonight guys, Jas and I are going to go sleep in my room, you guys can watch the movie or whatever, I'll see you in the morning." I said it with enough authority that they didn't protest. They groaned a little and made some mild under the breath protests but that was all.
Jason didn't resist me either, he had cried in front of his friends and he wanted out of there too. I led him upstairs to my room and asked him if he needed to pee. He nodded and wiped at his eyes and went off to my bathroom and when he returned he had dried his tears and washed his face. He looked almost as good as new except for the sadness in his eyes and it broke my heart. This was all my fault, because I was a horny devil who couldn't keep his hands off his son's friends, I had ruined everything.
"I'm going to pee and brush my teeth, hop into bed and I'll be right back," I said hugging him to me and kissing the top of his head. He smelled like boy and shampoo. I knew a lady once with six kids and she said she tell each one by their smell. I sort of understood that all of a sudden as a I realized that Jas had his own unique smell and then thinking further I realized so did Kriss and Andy and Joel. I smiled and went off to the bathroom.
When I returned the lights were out and Jas was a lump under the covers. I crawled in beside him and reached for him as I always did on the rare occasions he slept in my bed and he scampered over to hug up against me. His head was on my chest, my arm around him and his arm was thrown across me hugging me tightly.
"I'm sorry dad. I told them not to do it, but they wouldn't listen, well Andy anyway," he said tragically.
"It's not your fault baby, Andy is pretty...well, what's the word?" I said more to myself than to my son.
"Horny," Jason said then giggled softly.
"Well, that too, but the word I was looking for was dominant. He likes to be in charge. Have you noticed that about him?"
I couldn't see Jason blush in the dark, but I could hear it in his voice, "Yeah, he is always in charge when we...you know...do stuff."
I chuckled, "I know." I let that sink in and then went on, "So, you guys have experimented I presume."
"Well, yeah. Don't all boys do that kind of stuff?" he asked probably remembering the little talk we'd had when I caught him and a neighbor boy playing show and tell when they were 8 or 9.
"Of course especially at your age, but all three of you?"
He chuckled, "We're like brothers. I guess that's incest, huh?" he said digging at me.
"Very funny," I said digging him in the ribs and making him giggle.
"Dad?"
"Ummm...what son?" I said yawning, all this drama had made me tired.
"Do...you think I'm as cute as Andy and Kriss?" he asked shyly. Why did these boys need to have their worth validated so often?
"Son, you are twice as cute as either of them and I'm not just saying that because you are my son. I love you and my not wanting to do stuff with you is based on my responsibilities as your father and not on your desirability."
"So, if I wasn't your son...then you'd uh, do stuff with me?" he asked shyly.
"Well, if the timing was right I guess. I mean I didn't set out for this to happen with Kriss and Andy, it just sort of happened, but I'm not trying to escape responsibility. I know I'm the one to blame if there is any blame to be had. I am the adult and should know better."
"They don't blame you and I sure don't blame you. But I get what you mean. Sometimes being an adult sucks, doesn't it?"
I laughed, "Most of the time. Except when I'm with my boys," I said lovingly.
"You could have it all," he muttered under his breath, " but at least you have them," he pouted.
I chuckled, just like his mother had so many times he was trying to shame me into giving in. I ignored him and pretty soon he was snoring softly. I pulled him against me and fell asleep with my first love, my son.
The End
OMG what has dad gotten himself into this time? Those poor innocent boys...lol. Yeah, right. They are plotting to get dad to share with all of them and the only problem as far as dad is concerned is that his real son Jason is one of those boys. Will he remain strong and resist the lure of forbidden sex with his son or is the battle already lost? Guess we'll find out next time.
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Kewl Dad
7-19-14