Date: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 19:41:29 -0400
From: Benjamin Thurmond <benthar75@gmail.com>
Subject: A Father's Fantasies 1: Learning to Share

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Preface to "Learning to Share"

One of the most important values a good parent teaches their child is about
sharing. They learn to share toys with friends and to help others out when
needed.  It's important that children learn to be there for others.  Of
course, parents also have to model this.  A good father recognizes the
needs that others have and shares what he has to help with that need.
Sometimes that involves the talents of his son.  So junior may be sent next
door to rake leaves, or to assist in a project that the neighbor is working
on.  "Just help him any way you can!" Dad says.  A son will do whatever his
father tells him.  When the boy comes back home, he doesn't get scolded for
getting a little dirty from working in the yard, or perhaps having a sticky
face from, uh, other things. The important thing is, he is learning to
share.

In this story, a father is fantasizing about how much his young boy can
help a friend who feels the deepest need a man can feel. The benefit is how
much deeper relationships can become when a helping hand (or other part of
the boy's anatomy) is offered.

***

I didn't mean to happen, but I'm glad it did!  When I realized what my son,
Scotty, could do for a friend, it made all the difference in our life
together.

It was my weekend to have Scotty. As usual, I picked up my nine year old
after school. We had ice cream and played games and watched a movie until
he went to bed at about 9:30.  About 10:00 I had a call from a fuck buddy,
Ryan.  Ryan is a good looking Asian man.  He and I met through some phone
sex and would hook up occasionally.

"So, can we get together? I really need to get off, man," he pleaded.

"Not this weekend. I've got my son. I can't leave him alone here," I said
to Ryan.

"You have a son? I don't think you told me that."

"Yeah. Nine years old. My ex has him most of the time," I explained.

"Nine? Sounds cool," Ryan responded, then added, "Is he as good looking as
his old man? I'd love to see him."

I wasn't sure how to reply and then Ryan changed the subject back to us.
"Damn, man, I gotta suck that cock of yours. I know you want it."

He was luring me. I knew that and told him, "Fuck man, you know what I want
to do!"

"Look, maybe you can bring the kid over and leave him in the front room
while we do our thing.  He'll fall asleep and never know."

I remembered Ryan's place: Small apartment with a front room, a
kitchenette, and back bedroom.  If Scotty fell asleep on the couch, he'd
never know what we were doing in back.  I was weakening.  My loins started
doing all the thinking.  I really needed to get off with Ryan.

"Okay. We'll be over in about 20 minutes."

I scooped Scotty up in my arms and carried him to the car, still in his
little boy pajamas and t- shirt; still barefoot.  He roused a little and I
told him I needed to go help a friend. He fell back asleep in the car and
was only barely awake as I carried him from the car to the apartment. Ryan
opened the door, wearing only a pair of jeans. He saw me holding Scotty,
with one hand on his butt, the other on his back and the nine year old's
head down on my shoulder.  He stepped back from the door to let us in and
as I paused inside, he reached under Scotty to cup and squeeze my basket
with his hand, whispering, "I've been waiting!"

Then Ryan ran his fingers through Scotty's hair, saying, "Let me take him."

He gently took my boy from my arms and carried him over to the
couch. Scotty began to awaken and was startled to have a stranger holding
him.  I assured him, "S'ok, buddy. Ryan's my friend.  He's going to take
care of you."

Scotty settled a bit as Ryan laid him on the couch and sat beside him and
said, "Hi, Scotty. Your daddy and I have stuff to do, but I'll turn on the
tv and a video for you."  He looked at me and said, "If you want to go on
back, I'll be right there."

I started back to the bedroom. As I glanced back across the kitchen area, I
saw my friend leaning down and whispering something to Scotty. He ran his
fingers through the boy's hair again and patted his side before going to
the tv.  I realized that as I stepped into the bedroom, the tv was clearly
visible from the door, though I couldn't see Scotty on the sofa.

When Ryan came in, we didn't waste any time.  It seemed like the clothes we
were wearing just disappeared as we began to make out and run our hands up
and down each other's bodies. We moved from mutual hand jobs to sucking.
On the bed we started to 69.  And that's where we were when we were
startled by Scotty standing in the doorway.

"Fuckin' shit!" I whispered.  It didn't occur to me at first that Ryan
didn't seem startled or nervous at all.  I jumped out of bed and pulled a
sheet around my waist. Ryan just sat upright.

"Hey, li'l dude," he said. "Like what you see?"

"Uh, huh. I guess." Scotty replied.  "It's kind like what was on the
television."

On the television?  I wondered.  I moved over to the door as Ryan patted
the bed and said, "Come on up here, Scotty."

As I looked through the door at the tv, I saw a video segment beginning of
two teenage baseball players and a younger aged bat boy.  "What the..." I
thought.  As the video continued the two older teens had cornered the bat
boy in a dug out. The sound was too low for me to hear, but it appeared
they were giving the boy orders. He was opening their uniform pants and
reaching in to remove their cups and push down their jocks.  Two rapidly
hardening boy bats were springing out for the little bat boy to take hold
of.  HOLY FUCK!  My boy was watching porn!!!

My jaw dropped, and so did the sheet I was clutching. Glancing over to the
bed I saw that Ryan had scooted up so that he was sitting with his back
against the headboard.  He patted the bed between his legs, inviting Scotty
to sit there.  Ryan's eyes met mine and he said, "It's ok, isn't it.  Let's
let him share some fun with us.  Share him with me?"  I nodded in
shock. Looking back out the door, on the tv the young bat boy had dropped
to his knees and was going back and forth between teenagers, sucking their
cocks like a pro. They even started face fucking the kid.

Back on the bed, Scotty was up on his knees as Ryan pulled the t-shirt off
him, telling him, "Let's get you more comfortable, li'l dude."


Scotty wasn't objecting as Ryan ran his hand down his sides. He was kind of
shy as the man said, "You feel so great, know that?  Touch me now."

And Scotty started to feel the man's chest...nips...muscles.  He looked
down at Ryan's cock, which was rigid and looking right back at him.  Ryan
guided his hand down to the shaft.  "Feel that, now.  Oh, yeah!  Pull on it
a bit."

I was frozen in place. The only thing moving on me was the pre-cum that was
beginning to leak out my cock slit.

Ryan touched Scotty's face, lightly grazing his cheek and running his thumb
across his lips.  "You like that, don't you?"

Scotty shrugged a little. "I...I guess...it's so hard."

"Know what would be better?" Scotty asked. I knew where this was going, but
was in too deep to do anything but share my boy. "Put it in your mouth and
suck it."

Scotty looked Ryan in the eyes, then back down at the dick he was
masturbating. Then without a word, my nine-year-old boy leaned down. Making
an "O" with his mouth, he wrapped it around Ryan's cock head and started
sucking.  I started leaking.

"Ohhhhh, fuck, yeahhhhh!!!"  Ryan moaned. He put his hand on the back of
Scotty's head and encouraged him to take more into his mouth.  Soon, this
little boy was going up and down, giving head like a champ.  Ryan threw his
head back as he muttered again, "Shiiiiitttt, Scotty, that's great!"  Then
he asked, "Wow! Li'l dude, have you done this before?"

Scotty paused just long enough to look up at my friend and tell him,
"Well...I promised I wouldn't say, but...well...my cousin, Deryl, sometimes
likes me to do this to him."

Deryl?  That was my ex's 16-year-old nephew. He lived just a few miles away
and had babysat Scotty off and on since he was perhaps age five.  I
definitely wanted to have a chat with the 16- year-old.

I glanced back out at the tv.  The teen baseball players had undressed the
bat boy. He was on a bench and the two were getting ready to run their boy
bats up his hole for a home run. Back on the bed, Scotty had returned to
sucking Ryan. His butt was up in the air, still clothed in those thin
pajamas. As Ryan ran his hand over Scotty's butt cheeks, I recognized for
the first time how cute and enticing they were.

Ryan's eyes met mine and he realized how horny I was.  He waved and patted
the bed for me to come over and sit beside him.  I did. As I walked over, I
realized that Scotty's pajamas had a significant tent in them. He was
enjoying giving a grown man a blow job. Ryan and I sat side by side, our
legs touching as Scotty continued sucking.

Ryan softly said, "Li'l dude...I think your daddy would like to feel your
mouth on his dick. Why don't you suck him?"

Scotty looked up at me and meekly asked, "Gee, can I Dad? Is it alright?"

I nodded silently and taking my dick shaft in one hand pointed at him.
Scotty scrambled over Ryan's leg and then got between mine. His hand
replaced mine and he ran his tongue briefly around the helmet shaped head,
swiping up some of the pre-cum before taking the cock into his sweet boy
mouth.

Oh, fuck, there is nothing better than a hot mouth completely surrounding a
cock head! He started bobbing up and down. Each plunge going further down
on my dick.  My nuts were already getting tight up underneath Scotty's
chin. It wouldn't take long until they exploded into his cock sucking
throat.

"That's it, li'l dude!  Suck your daddy!" Dave told him. "Get as much of
that dick as you can."  Then he looked at me and smiled, "Damn, you got a
great kid here. This is fucking wild!"

I ran my own fingers through Scotty's hair.  I was getting so fucking
close. His tongue was flicking against my cock, drawing out the juices. I
started holding tighter only his skull.

"Oh, Scotty...mmmmm...i'm...augh...I'm gonna...gonna...auggghhh...fucking
take my cummmm ...!"

And I rapidly fired shot after shot into my nine-year-old son.  Scotty was
sucking down what he could, but some was also slipping between his lips and
flowing down my shaft. I collapsed back against the headboard, out of
breath.  Scotty was just pulling off me, licking my cock as he did when
Ryan got up on his knees beside him.

I guess if I hadn't been on a sex high, or I'd been moral high horse, I
might have reacted differently. What I saw was a friend in need. Ryan was
hornier than I'd ever seen and he needed what only Scotty could help him
with.  Some might have thought he was too rough, but Scotty was okay with
it. I could tell. He'd already had plenty of experience with Deryl, after
all.

Like lightning, Ryan grabbed my nine-year-old boy by the hair and jammed
his cock into his mouth. He was holding Scotty by the sides of his head and
basically face fucked the kid as he whispered viciously,

"Fuckin' slut...take it...fuckin' suck that dick...mmmm...li'l
cunt...augh...suck it...take it...like a...  fuckin' bitch..."

It didn't take long until Ryan seized up, which is probably a good
thing. Scotty's face was red and he was choking on the thick meat jammed
into his young throat. He seemed to protest some by pushing back and
hitting Dave's thighs, but it would have been useless even if he didn't
want it.  Ryan's entire body tensed and paralyzed as he began shooting
ropes of cum into the boy. Choking on it, Scotty spit some of it back out
and down his chin.

All of a sudden Ryan let go and the two of them fell back in opposite
directions. Ryan lay on the mattress panting heavily.  Scotty was draped
across my leg. Cum and spit was splattered across his red face. He looked
like a child who'd had too much sticky candy.

Slowly the three of us came back to life. My cock was hard again from what
I saw. I found myself looking at Scotty in his thin pajama bottoms, with a
sperm-sticky face. As he lay on my leg, his face was inches from my hard
dick, but I wasn't interested in him sucking me again. At least, not right
away. I sat upright and ran my hand down his back and to his young ass.  I
had never thought of Scotty this way before, but now, I couldn't help
myself. I wanted that butt. I wanted to fuck my little boy and leave my
load deep inside him.

As I ran my hand across that beautiful butt, Ryan was watching and said out
loud, "Scotty, dude, I think your daddy wants to have some more fun." Then
he said to me, "The lube's there on the stand."

I looked over and there was some K-Y. As I reached over for that, Ryan sat
up and grabbed the sides of Scotty's pajama pants. Scotty seemed a little
confused as the man pulled them off him,

"What are...what are you doing?" he stammered.

"Getting you ready, Scotty. Did your cousin ever poke you with his dick?"
Dave asked.

"What?" Scotty responded.

"Did your cousin ever take his prick and push it in your butt?"

"Nn...no."

"Well, it's fun, and your daddy is going to help you find out how much fun
it is."

I was already lubing my cock as Ryan told Scotty this.  I pulled Scotty up
into my arms and lay with him on our sides as I got some goo on my finger
and reaching between his legs, I started to work his tight, young hole. At
first he was surprised. After all, he'd always thought of that hole as the
"exit."  I was changing his understanding of the world as I started finger
fucking him. He held onto me tightly as I loosened him up.

Scotty was still on his side with Ryan right behind him, as I spread his
legs apart and worked my hard dick toward his virgin ass. I told him,
"Okay, buddy, I'm going to push this in. You push out as I do and it won't
be so bad."

"Yeah, push out, Scotty," Ryan whispered in his ear.  "Your daddy's going
to fuck you and take you places you never been before."

I pressed my dick head against Scotty's cherry ass. Ryan was holding his
shoulders as I kept one arm around him and guided my dick into him with the
other, applying more pressure against the tight ring of his hole

"Ow...ow...OWWWWWWDADDDDIEEEEEEE!!!" the boy yelled as he threw his head
back.  I kissed Scotty, told him I loved him, but I kept the pressure up
and all of a sudden my head was inside him and the ass ring wrapped around
my shaft behind the head.

"Gonna be a big boy, huh, Scotty?  Gonna be daddy's big boy?"  Ryan told
Scotty.

All of a sudden Scotty must have become used to the log jammed in his
butt. He became quiet and was clinging to me as I pushed more of my dick
into him. Soon, I was pushing in and out, fucking my boy.  It felt so good;
warm and soft around my cock and inviting me deeper in.  Scotty was moaning
as I took his virginity.

I don't know if it took only a few minutes or an hour, but I started
feeling my nuts pull up again. I was about to breed my own son. Out of
habit I started pulling in and out of him harder, thrusting sharply into
him before pulling back.  When the moment came, I pushed in as deep as I
could with a loud groan: "FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKINNNN CUMMMMMINGGGG!!!"

Once again I fell back out of breath and sure that I had shot my last load
of the night. As I pulled out of Scotty, my cum started leaking out too. I
realized that my cum was just pure lube for Ryan.  He lay on his back,
pulling Scotty across him. I wasn't sure what he was doing until he got the
boy half standing and then positioned his dick under the nine-year-old.

"Sit on that dick, li'l dude.  Sit on it!" he ordered.

I'm not sure if Scotty was shell shocked or a total boy slut by this point,
but he obeyed. He lowered himself down as Ryan positioned his dick under
him.  With his cock right at Scotty's cum filled hole, he then pulled the
child down on it.  Once more Scotty yelped, but he cooperated as Ryan
pulled him up and down and his dick.  It was like he was masturbating using
a little boy instead of his hand.  Scotty looked like a rag doll, his head
flopped back and forth as he gurgled that wonderful mix of pleasure and
pain.

It didn't take long until Ryan bucked upwards into Scotty,
"Augh...Aughhhh...AUGHHHHH!!!"  And all of a sudden Scotty fell forward
onto Ryan's chest.

After we rested, Scotty and I showered together and got cleaned up.  When
we went home it must have been 3:00 in the morning.  I was once more
carrying him inside and to his bedroom. As I laid him in his bed and pulled
the sheet back up and under his chin, I kissed him. First on the forehead
and then on the mouth.

"I love you, daddy," he whispered.

"I love you, too, son," I replied. "Thanks for sharing with Ryan tonight."

" So'k," he muttered and fell asleep.

I went into bed, thinking about getting hold of Deryl tomorrow, and the
future of sharing young Scotty with Ryan.