Date: Thu, 10 Apr 2008 07:29:35 -0700 (PDT) From: James Truett Subject: Both Sides of the Fence - Part 2 (HS) It was Saturday and I was watching TV when John said. "I'm going to the park. You want to go with me there? I said, "Not again. Are you becoming a regular at the fence? John laughed, "My dick is hard. I've already know what a good a cocksucker can do. Those were the best blowjobs I've ever had. Hell I've got a boner and I would love for you to watch again." Other than my hard dick, I don't know what drew me toward the park. I kept thinking, "I wonder who is sucking my son? Who is on the other side of the fence?" My cock was hard in my pants as I walked the path at the back of the fence. No one was there. I saw the holes but no one was there as I slipped behind some bushes to watch. Someone would soon suck my oldest sons cock. Fear spread over me when I saw my youngest son walking down the path. As he neared the fence I saw him look though one of the holes. I knew John was standing on the other side of the fence and he had his hard dick out. I heard John say, "I'm glad you decided to show up. I didn't think anyone was here today." My lanky fourteen year old son started to kneel by the fence. Soon John's large eight-inch dick stood out in front of Wes. Wes moved toward the hole as his eyes were glued to his brother's teenage erection. I could imagine Johns large hair covered hanging sacks filled with a dose of juice he wanted to deposit in Wes's stomach. John said, "Do you want my dick? You like what you see?" John said, "Come on suck my dick and drain my balls." My cock was hard in my pants as John's cock entered Wes's mouth. It had large veins that ran the length that were pulsing each time they entered Wes's mouth. My face blushed red as I watched my two sons on opposite sides of the fence. Tears welled up in my eyes. The mouth now had swallowed most of the hard curved shaft that belonged to my oldest son. I was totally humiliated as I watched Wes sucking the cock and ready to swallow the discharge of his brother. Then I heard Wes gag and I realized that the warm salty male sperm from my oldest teenage son was shooting into the mouth of my youngest teenage son. John yelled, "You like that don't you? You like the taste of my spunk don't you cocksucker?" I wanted to pull Wes away as John emptied his large balls into Wes's throat. John's cock was pulled from the hole. I was not aware how long I knelt there after Wes and John had left. For days I could not get the picture out of my mind. I kept thinking Wes had all John's sperm swimming in his stomach. Yet one of my most horrifying moments was about to take place. On Sunday John announced to me that he and allot of his friends were going over to the park again. I was home watching TV when I thought about what my sons had done yesterday. I was again drawn over to the park. Again I walked down the path at the back of the fence. I was surprised as I saw Wes at the back of the fence again.. I quickly hid and I became worried that things could get completely out of hand. Wes moved over near the holes in the fence. I felt sick as Wes again looked through the hole. It was the same hole he had sucked his brothers cock yesterday. I froze to the spot as a dick was pushed through the hole. Wes hesitated, but then almost as if he had no control over his actions, he jerked the rod a few times. Then he placed it against his lips. He opened his mouth and gagged as the large cock slid forward. It was like some weird dream where I was watching his perverted show. The next thing I saw was the dick driving forward like a piston. Then it slowed, wanting the blowjob to last. I don't remember how many times it spurted until Wes's mouth was filled. Cum was running down the sides of his chin onto his naked chest. Then it was over. The cock was pulled back from the hole. There was a group of teenagers on the other side of the fence. My head was spinning and I thought, "I can't believe this." I could not let it happen again. With tears in my eyes all I could think was, "Please, Wes, No." I left the back of the fence as I had to stop John and his friends. I had to tell him that his own brother was behind the fence.