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Three

"Dad, it's OK!" I said. "Please don't cry?"

"Dad's crying?" Sal asked.

Sal came over and took Dad's hand.

"What is it Dad?" I asked.

"I have completely fucked up both of your lives," Dad said. "No wonder you think incest is cool."

"How did you fuck up our lives?" Sal asked. "Neither of us liked that stuff."

Dad looked up.

"I hated it," I said. "I was always wishing I could look at porn that showed people who actually liked each other having sex."

Dad chuckled and groaned at the same time.

"At first, I thought the guys who were tied up were being raped. Sal said you would never have magazines where people were raped, but I still never wanted to look at those," I said.

"How can Teddy be fucked up if he hated it?" Sal asked. "I can see how it would be bad if he wanted to do those things, or if he wanted people to do those things to him."

Dad looked at me.

"We just looked at the dicks and ignored the other stuff," I said.

Dad sighed.

"But why do you want to see the videos I'm in when Sal told you it had things you hate?" Dad asked me.

"Well, I'm hoping your dick is hard. I've never seen it hard," I said.

Dad slowly grinned.

"And that's all you want to see?"

"Yes."

Dad smiled.

"Dad, there is only one picture in those magazines that Teddy really likes," Sal said. "I'll show you."

Sal got up and walked to Dad's bedroom. He came back a minute later with the magazine that had the facial picture. Sal opened the magazine and pointed.

"Ah. You like this picture, Teddy?" Dad said. He was smiling. That was good.

"Yeah, I love it! I jack off to it. The cock is uncut and I just like seeing all that cum."

"Then you've seen my cock when it's hard," Dad said. "And you've seen my cum."

My mouth fell open.

"Wait a minute, Dad. That's not you in that magazine!" Sal said.

"No. The guy who was in the other photos was so strung out on drugs, he couldn't get it up, much less shoot a load. You'll notice he's only half-hard in the other pictures. They had a guy trying like hell to get the him hard, and that was the best he could do. They hired me to do the cum shot. Since his erection doesn't appear in any other pictures, no one knew. Since it's black and white, the fact that our cocks aren't the same color, isn't noticeable. And we're both uncut. I don't think the asshole in the other pictures knew it wasn't his dick. I doubt he remembered anything about the photo shoot."

"Why didn't they show a picture of you giving the guy a facial?" Sal asked Dad.

"They took a bunch of them, but I guess they decided not to use them. It was probably because to many shots of my cock might have made it more obvious there were two different cocks. Or they may have wanted only one facial shot. Who knows? I got paid. I didn't care."

"So you were a pro!" Sal said. "Did you always go by the name Daddy Dick?"

"Oh, lord!" Dad said.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Two of the videos which you would definitely hate are professional," Sal said to me. "Dad starred in them."

"They are horrible movies, Teddy. If you want to see my cock, pull it out of my pants, don't watch those videos to see it."

"There just pissing, fisting, and whipping," Sal said. "They turned my stomach, to be honest. That's why I never told you. If Dad had been fucking or sucking, I would have let you see those parts."

Whipping?

"You whipped people?" I asked Dad.

"Only because they asked me to," Dad said. "I'm sure you don't understand that, but you don't need to. It's just that some people like pain. None of us are like that, and I hope you never meet anyone who is.

"Sal, I want you to throw those videos out," Dad said.

"Can I see the cases, at least, to see your name?" I asked.

Dad laughed, a little.

"My name is not on the cases. It says 'Daddy Dick', which is the stupidest, most obvious name they could have picked. Joe Blow would have been better."

"Or Super Stud!" I said.

Dad chuckled. "I like Super Stud! Too bad you weren't in charge of picking names."

I smiled at Dad.

"Do you really have normal porn?" I asked.

Dad laughed.

"Do you have any idea how much I agonized about whether I should leave porn for you two to find? I assumed you would look. So I kept only the tamest videos. I figured when you found the videotapes, you would stop looking. It never occurred to me that you might pull up the carpet in my room, but you wouldn't walk into my closet and look up!"

"Dad, it was so frustrating to have porn that was even worse than straight porn," Sal said.

Dad laughed. "Well, lesbian porn might have been worse! At least there were dicks, if that was want you wanted to see. And yes, Teddy, I do have normal porn," Dad said. "It's in my closet, barely hidden. But we are going to be having sex all the time. And Buck likes to film everything. We'll have videos of the sex we have, including when Sal and I fuck you for the first time. And you can watch the first time I fed Sal. Buck has tons of videos of him having sex with Wade and Buck having sex with his male relatives."

I grinned.

"Porn with only hot guys who love each other," Sal said to me.

"And I promise you that will be hotter than anything in my room," Dad added.

I nodded, excitedly.

"Dad, why do you like those magazines," I asked Dad.

Dad sighed. "I'll explain when you're older."

"That means Sal will explain it as soon as we're alone," I said.

Sal laughed.

"He's right, Dad," Sal said. "But this time I don't know. Did you enjoy whipping guys and fisting them and pissing in their mouths?"

Dad groaned.

"Look. I never had a romantic relationship. I never dated guys because I really liked them. Hell, I never even really dated. I was just interested in sex. If I met someone I wanted to have sex with, we had sex. If I liked it, then I had more sex with them. But I quickly got tired of people. Lots of guys wanted to date me. Some of them seemed to be in love with me. Why limit yourself to one guy? I thought. I figured I had plenty of time to have a romantic relationship when I got older. I was wrong. AIDS changed everything. Let's just say that when some hot guy asked me to piss in his mouth, I gladly did it. The same with the other things. If a guy wanted me to fist him, I enjoyed it. I never had an orgasm when I did any of those things. And I love orgasms more than just about anything but you boys. I can tell you that I never whipped anyone without an audience or a camera. If my dick was hard when I whipped someone, it was not because I enjoyed causing pain. It was because there was a camera next to my cock and someone had just sucked me to get me hard. Or because a crowd was urging me on, while they lusted after me. I liked the performance aspect of it. I enjoyed making men lust after me. That made me hard. It always has. If I know someone is lusting after me, that is often enough to get me hard."

Dad stopped talking.

"But why did you want to hurt them?" Sal asked. "There are all those clamps and the hot wax."

"I am not a sadist, but those men were masochists," Dad said to Sal. "Teddy, masochists are people who enjoy pain. Sadists are people who enjoy causing pain. I whipped people, but they enjoyed it. I saw it as acting, and as an opportunity for guys to lust after me. It was a movie, after all. Who says actors have to enjoy every scene in a movie? Maybe they just enjoy acting. I wanted lust out of my acting. A lot of actors want fame out of theirs. I would meet fans at the bars or baths and they would do anything to have sex with me. It made me feel powerful and studly. None of my friends were masochists or sadists. I never bought a whip. It wasn't something I did outside of performances. And by that, I mean in front of crowds or on camera. And the main thing I want you to remember is that I am not proud of it. I'm not proud of anything I've done sexually. I'm proud of you boys and I'm proud to have such a good relationship with you. I'm a little proud of myself, because I think you are two terrific people and I helped a little."

I nodded.

"Are either of you worried I want to piss in your mouths and/or whip you!" Dad said. He looked very upset again.

"Why on Earth would we think that?" I asked.

Dad looked at me.

"We just don't understand S&M," Sal said. "I really want to. I believe you when you say you aren't a sadist. But it's obviously something that excites you. We know you looked at the magazines all the time."

"How do you know that?" Dad asked.

"Because they moved around," I said.

Dad sighed. "Let me put it this way. I had a lot of sex. I eventually lost interest in just fucking, sucking, and kissing. I tried a lot of things, including S&M, pissing, and fisting. At first, they appealed to me because they were different. But I lost interest in those, once they stopped being different. When I look at those magazines, it's nostalgic. Sometimes I jack off when one of the pictures reminds me of something I enjoyed. Then there is this one," Dad said, picking up the magazine. "It has my cock in it. Believe it or not, I like my cock!" I chuckled. "Unlike you two, I also watched the porn videos that are in my closet, barely hidden at all. It sounds like you would have loved that porn. It's definitely what Teddy was wishing for. I mean the actors may not like each other, but they pretend they are madly in love for the movie. I purposely chose those for you to see so that you would think sex and love are connected. I didn't want you to crave anonymous sex the way I did when I was in my teens and early twenties."

I shook my head. Sal laughed. "I thought the magazines were the only porn you liked," Sal said. "I thought that was all you liked."

"Nope. And there is just one more thing you need to know. Incest is at least fifty times more exciting to me than fisting ever was. And on top of that, it's sex with people I love. I never experienced that before. I found out it had become important to me to only have sex with people I care about deeply. And because I love the two of you so much, and because I love our family so much, I'm never going to get bored when our sex is making all of us happy and keeping us all as close as we can be. I'm not ever going to get tired of making you two happy, and I hope you feel the same way about me."

"I understand," I said.

"Me, too," Sal said. "You were jaded. But you found sex you love."

Dad chuckled. "That is exactly true."

"Are we going to buy a sling, or does Buck have one?" I asked.

"What kind of sling?" Dad asked, frowning.

"A sex sling," I said.

"You want to be in a sex sling?" Dad asked.

"Uh, Dad? Everyone who gets fucked in your magazines is in a sling," Sal said.

"Oh, fuck!" Dad said. "So you think that is the normal way to get fucked!"

"I figured there was a reason they did it that way," I said.

Dad frowned. Then he nodded.

"Well, I guess you could say it's more fun than in a bed," Dad said. "Oh, lord. The minute you say 'sling', Buck will be out trying to find one. No! Two. He's still hoping Wade will bottom for him, again."

Sal laughed.

Dad let out a breath. "Well, it's been a rough morning, but the rest of the day will just be fun. I've admitted my intense lust for you." I grinned. "Oh. And Teddy, if you ever ask anyone to fist you or piss on you, I will be furious. And that includes me. Pissing on my own son has too much symbolic meaning to me. By that, I mean it implies I feel you should be pissed on. Do you understand?"

"Like you are insignificant to him," Sal said to me.

"Sure, Dad I understand. I think that stuff is really gross. All I want to do is suck you and get fucked by you. And drink your milk three times a day."

Dad laughed. "Gross. You were right, Sal!"

"I'm always right. Haven't you figured that out?" Sal asked. "I told you Teddy was a gay bottom, and that incest was exactly what he wanted. You were so sure I was wrong."

"Well, don't get cocky, kid," Dad said, in a bad impersonation of Harrison Ford.

"Why don't I make your birthday breakfast," Dad said. "What would you like, Teddy?"

I forced myself to be brave.

"Can I have your cum, I mean daddy milk?" I asked Dad.

Sal burst out laughing.

Dad smirked.

"Except for right now, the question does not have to be asked. Whenever you want my milk, take my cock out, if it isn't already out, wrap your lips around it, and nurse or suck until my milk spurts into your mouth." I groaned and nodded my head. Dad grinned at me. "I really mean this, Teddy. I want you to want my cock and my milk. And if you want it, come for it. Don't be afraid, just pull my cock out and nurse on it. All of us are going to feel uncertain at the beginning. Until we are sure you want us, we'll all be happier if you initiate things. You will make me—and all of us so very happy and horny every time you do it. Sal will love watching you walk up to me and pull my cock out, just as I'll love watching when you nurse on Sal's cock for his milk."

"Dad is absolutely right, Teddy. I'll love it and so will Buck and Wade, if they're with us. We've all been waiting for Dad to begin feeding you. It's incredibly hot watching Wade suck his father. While Wade sucks his cock, Buck strokes Wade's hair and neck and tells him how much he loves him."

"That sounds wonderful!" I said.

"It is wonderful," Dad said. "Because he means it, and Wade knows that. But it's also as erotic as hell, for them as well as us. Buck's profession of love reminds Wade it's his daddy, who he loves more than anyone, that he's sucking. Wade sucks more eagerly, as a result. Wade's more intense sucking thrills Buck. Their lust and pleasure reach a crescendo as Wade pulls his father over the edge and Buck's orgasm happens. Buck cries out as his cock pumps daddy milk into his son."

I looked at Dad, stunned. Dad had an intense look in his eyes.

"I want that, Dad! I want that more than anything in the whole world!"

Dad sighed, happily.

"Meanwhile, Dad and I are watching the two of them doing that," Sal said. "We get horny as hell watching them. I begin sucking Daddy. We do exactly what Buck and Wade just did. It's just as wonderful for us as it was for them. Buck and Wade watch us and their cocks begin to stiffen. When Daddy yells, 'Oh, fuck!' as he shoots in my mouth, their erections are as hard as rocks, and they are ready for more sex."

"That's exactly how it is, baby," Dad said to me. "Only I'll be doing it with both my boys. I am twice as lucky as Buck."

I shook my head. "It's so wonderful!" I said. "Does Buck suck Wade?"

"Oh, hell, yes!" Sal said. "Buck said he likes sucking Wade only a tiny bit less than feeding him. We all swallow the milk that is shot in our mouths. Sometimes we share it, sometimes we don't."

Dad nodded.

"I've always loved sucking cock, but I never let guys come in my mouth, before. I liked having them shoot in my hand. Then I fed it back to them. I enjoyed it when they licked my hand clean and sucked every bit of their spunk off my fingers." I groaned. Dad grinned. "I think not swallowing was a macho thing, because I didn't mind having my own cum in my mouth. I thought my cum tasted pretty good. I understood why guys at the baths wanted to lick my jizz off my cock after I shot my load up their asses."

I groaned.

"Is that gross or nasty?" Dad asked me, winking.

"Both, I think."

Dad and Sal laughed.

"It's a good thing I felt that way, because I might have contracted HIV had I swallowed the spunk of all the guys I sucked. But after I found out how nutritious it was, I've eagerly swallowed Buck's, Wade's and Sal's. I know theirs is safe, and why take a protein supplement when the guys I love make one?"

"This is so much better than regular sex," I said, shaking my head.

Dad and Sal laughed.

"We both agree and so do Buck and Wade!" Sal said.

I climbed down off Dad's lap. His cock was tenting his pants. I reached out and squeezed it. Dad sighed.

"I know now that you want me, baby. I just hope you want me as much as I want you, Teddy," Dad said.

I didn't understand why Dad wanted me. But I was glad he did.

"I do, Dad. I want you so much."

"Good. I want to fill your ass and your mouth with my daddy milk. Sal and I want to make you come over and over and over. And I want you to give me orgasms, Teddy. As many as you can. I want what you've got in your hands to be your favorite toy. I want you to wear it out!" Dad looked very intense. "Every. Fucking. Day."

I shuddered with excitement. My eyes widened. This was what I wanted to hear!

"Yeah! Fuck, yeah!" I said, as I pumped my arm in the air.

Dad and Sal laughed.

"Teddy, it's really hard for me to admit these feelings to you. That's part of why I needed the booze. I needed to loosen my inhibitions."

"I understand, Dad," I said.

"You have inhibitions because of Teddy's age," Sal said. "How drunk will you have to be to fuck him?"

Dad frowned.

"Actually, explaining that I want to have sex with him is the part that scared me. What if Teddy was disgusted by the idea of incest and came to hate me? What if he was just normal and sex with me just didn't appeal to him? What if he only wanted to have sex with you, Sal?"

"Does that mean you can fuck me sober?" I asked.

Dad laughed.

"Teddy, now that I know how much you want me to do that, yes I can. No problem at all. I was afraid you might only go along with this because you thought it was what I wanted. I'm delighted that you were already sure you want to have sex with me. I know now that having sex with me will make you as happy as it does me. It's fantastic! It's what we hoped for all along."

I nodded. I picked up the magazine.

"I can't believe the picture I loved so much was your cock," I said. "And I've been wanting your daddy milk, without even knowing. I've always wanted to lick up what's dripping off the head."

Dad sighed and smiled.

"It's just weird, all right," Dad said. "Do you ever see my dick when it was hard?"

"No."

"It's weird but wonderful that you liked my cock so much, even when you thought it was a stranger's. You better believe it makes me happy, too!" Dad said. "I've got what you always wanted, right between my legs. When you want to lick up the cum—milk off the head, you can do it as often as you want. Would you like to recreate that picture with your face, Teddy?"

"Oh, Dad! I would love that!" I said.

"That will be so hot, Dad!" Sal said.

"Boys, we can do it every day. This is our new life. We are going to have sex for hours, every day."

I knelt and started to unzip Dad's pants.

"Buck wants to videotape it when I take your cherry and when feed you for the first time," Dad said. "So we can play, but I don't want to come until he gets here. After I shoot in your mouth, I want you to hold the milk in your mouth. Don't swallow, yet. Then I want you to carefully open your mouth. Don't let any spill out! That way, Buck's video can show my milk in your mouth. The video can also show you closing your mouth and swallowing my milk."

"I have to wait? I'm tired of waiting!"

"Why don't you undress Dad," Sal said. "Just because he wants to wait a little while before he feeds you, doesn't mean you can't have fun with his body and his cock. You love hairy chests. Enjoy Dad's. Feel his hairy arms and legs. Feel his muscles, lick his muscles. Admire his ass. It's beautiful. Every time I see it I want to eat it. From now on, I'll be able to do it whenever I want."

Dad stood up, grinning.

I pulled Dad's tank top up. He helped and pulled it off. Then I ran my hands over his hairy chest. Dad sighed and closed his eyes. He was grinning. He loved what I was doing and I probably loved it even more. I moved my face over to one of his nipples and licked it.

"Bite it," he said. I bit it lightly. "A little harder." I did. "Now keep that up." I did. "Ah. That's how I like it," Dad said. "Tug on my nipple a little while you bite, sweetie." I did it, and Dad groaned. It was wonderful knowing I was giving my dad pleasure. "Oh, fuck! That feels nice," Dad said. "You are making my cock even harder, Teddy. Soon my cock is going to shoot in your mouth, and then in your tight, hot little ass."

"That's it, baby," Sal said. "Make love to Dad. Taste him. Lick him. Lick him all over. I've done it. It's incredible. He's a hot, hot man." I groaned. "We are so lucky he wants to use that big incredible cock to make all of us happy."

"Just don't expect to get milk from that nipple," Dad said. "You know where it is. Tell me, Teddy. How do you get milk out of your daddy?"

I stopped biting his nipple.

"I take his cock out and suck it until he has an orgasm and his milk spurts into my mouth," I said.

"Very, very good," Dad said, grinning.

"Then I pull Sal's cock out, if it isn't already out, and I suck it until he has an orgasm and spurts in my mouth," I said. "Then I move back to your cock and have more fun with it."

Sal cheered. I laughed.

"That's is the absolute correct answer, son. I'm so proud of you," Dad said. "And I'll be proud of you every time you make me come. But I also want to feel your hands and your mouth on the rest of my body. If I have trouble getting hard, because you two have given me lots of orgasms, you can make me hard again by doing that." I nodded, eagerly.

"Rimming him and sucking on his balls work the fastest," Sal said. I frowned. What was rimming? "You've always loved Dad's muscles," Sal said. "Now you can feel them all you want. You can lick them. You can kiss them. Dad loves it when I go wild with lust over his body."

Dad grinned and nodded at me. "It's true. Seeing lust for me in Sal's eyes makes me feel like a stud. It makes my cock even harder. I can see the lust in your eyes, too. I just love it, Teddy."

"Well, there's not going to be any shortage of lust in our family," Sal said.

I shook my head. "Nope."

I reached down and squeezed Dad's dick. Then I pulled his shorts down. He wasn't wearing underwear. His dick was hard and wet. I knelt. I wrapped both hands around it and pulled it down. Then I kissed it.

"Holy fuck!" Sal and Dad said, in unison.

"You're so big," I said.

"Yes, I am," Dad said.

I licked his cock, tasting his precum.

"Yeah! Lick that big fucking cock, Teddy! You say you love it. Prove it to me," Dad said.

I kept licking. Dad let out a long moan. I looked up. He was staring at me.

"That feels so good, son," Dad said. "You're making me so happy."

"It's making me just as happy, Dad."

"And isn't that fucking great?" Dad asked, grinning.

"It is, Dad," I said. "Your big fucking cock makes us both—no, all three of us happy."

"Way to go, Teddy!" Sal said. "You are absolutely right! And Dad and I both want you to talk dirty to us. Don't be afraid we won't like it."

Dad nodded.

"Now, I want to test your knowledge, again, Teddy," Dad said. "How do you make your father happy?"

"By lusting after you and making you come as many times as I can," I said. "By wearing your huge, perfect cock out, every...fucking...day."

Dad grinned.

"Baby, you really understand what I want," Dad said. "I'm proud of you, son. I really am. And I want to do the exact same thing to you boys. I'm going to make sure you boys go to sleep each night with empty balls and smiles on your faces."

I smiled at Dad. It sounded wonderful. I was so glad Dad had met Buck, and learned to like incest.

I pulled back his foreskin and licked the head of his dick. "Aw, fuck!" Dad said, as he pulled his cock away.

"I can't come, yet. I want to come in your mouth so badly, that another lick might do it. Buck will kill me if you make me come for the first time when he isn't around," Dad said. "The first feeding is as special as the first fuck."

"We all want Buck to video tape it so we can watch it later," Sal said. I nodded. "Dad loves performing on camera for Buck."

Dad grinned.

"His cock gets harder when the camcorder gets closer," Sal said to me.

I smiled.

"Dad loves to get rimmed," Sal said to me. "We can rim him all we want."

"I'm not sure what rimming is," I said.

"It's ass eating. You know what that is."

"Oh, yeah," I said.

Sal knelt behind Dad. He had me kneel next to him. Sal pulled Dad's butt cheeks apart and pushed his face against Dad's asshole. He began licking and Dad groaned, loudly. I was shocked that Sal was doing it. Ass-eating wasn't something that I thought I would ever do. Mentally, I lumped it in with getting pissed on, except that it was possibly even grosser What if the guy hadn't used enough toilet paper. Yuck! But Sal was obviously getting into it. He had to be enjoying it. Dad groaned. I gasped, as Sal began rubbing his face all overall Dad's asshole. Dad groaned, loudly. Sal's cock began bouncing and dripping. So did Dad's. That meant they both loved it. I caught their precum on my two hands and ate it. After a couple of minutes, Sal pulled away.

"Is precum daddy milk?" I asked.

"Hmm. I'm not sure," Dad said. "Did you like mine?"

"Oh, yeah!" I said.

"I'll ask Buck. He's the expert about the nutritional value of semen. He's got the book."

I shook my head. I had trouble believing there were books about that. I had even more trouble imagining Buck walking into a bookstore and asking if they had any books about the 'nutritional value of semen'! But Dad wouldn't lie. I wanted to see the book.

"Now you try," Sal said, still holding Dad's cheeks apart.

Obviously Dad was waiting for me to do it.

"What do I do?"

"Just lick and if you want, try to get your tongue inside him," Sal said.

I gasped.

Sal and Dad chuckled.

Sal moved over. Dad reached back and pulled his ass cheeks apart for me. I pushed my face in his crack and took a lick. There was no taste, but Dad moaned loudly. I licked, again. I started to understand why Sal did it. Dad loved it! And I knew I was exciting Dad, sexually. That made me feel powerful, and it was something I really wanted to do. I went to it, licking and even stabbing with my tongue. I liked it! Sal shocked me by grabbing my hair and pulling me away by it. He held his fingers in front of my mouth. They were wet.

"Dad's precum," he said. "It belongs in your mouth."

I looked at his face. He was grinning. I groaned and sucked it off his fingers. Who knew I'd love it when my brother got bossy?

Then Sal pushed my face back into Dad's crack. I got even more excited by Sal's roughness. Then Dad spun around quickly. His cock slapped my face, hard. The thing was heavy! My dick just started shooting. I groaned loudly as my cum splattered on the bottom of the sofa and the floor.

"Way to go Dad!" Sal said. "You just made him come without anyone touching his dick!"

I was shocked when both of them wiped cum off my dick and ate it. Dad even wiped some off the floor and ate it! Sal licked it off the sofa! I just shook my head in amazement. Then Dad squeezed my dick from the base and got the last drops out.

"Teddy, your cum is as sweet as you are," Dad said to me. "Here, Sal," Dad said. Sal licked the cum off the head of my dick. I gasped.

"Yum!" Sal said.

Dad squeezed a little more out of me and licked it up himself.

I laughed, nervously.

"Now I want you to rim Sal," Dad said to me. "Make your brother happy. Make him feel good. Make his cock drip. Then lap up his tasty precum. His sexy body makes it for you."

I laughed, nervously. Then I rubbed my cheek where his dick had hit me.

"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" Dad asked, worried. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"I'm fine, Dad!"

Dad let out a breath.

"Good!"

Dad had slapped my face with his cock. It hurt. But it also thrilled me in a way I didn't understand. It was so exciting, it made me come. That was weird. Was I a masochist? I didn't think so, but I wasn't sure. I realized I didn't want him to do it again. At least not so hard that it hurt. That told me I wasn't a masochist. I hoped.

"Sal, sit on the sofa and pull your legs up," Dad said.

Sal did that. He grinned at me. Dad pushed his face in Sal's crack and began licking. Sal moaned. It was obviously he liked it as much as Dad. Dad's cock bounced and drooled. I wiped the precum off and ate it. Dad pulled away.

"It's your turn. Eat it. Eat his ass," Dad said to me.

I began licking it. Sal groaned and I licked more. I ate for a bit and then pulled away. Sal pushed his cock down toward me. I licked precum off the end. Then I took his cock into my mouth. Dad pulled me off, laughing.

"Hey! I want to suck Sal's dick!" I said. "I want to suck your dick! I'll eat your asses in gratitude after you both feed me!"

Dad laughed. "Damn, you're so nasty! And, as you know, that's a good thing!" Dad said. "But I'm trying to save the orgasms for the party."

"Yeah!" Sal said. "What kind of thirteenth birthday party would it be if everyone wasn't having lots of orgasms."

I laughed for a long time. Then I began eating Sal's asshole, again."

"That's it, Teddy. Give your sexual partner pleasure. That's as important as your own pleasure," Dad said. "When I fuck you, I'm going to do my best to make sure we both enjoy it."

I pulled away and smiled at Dad.

"Do you want eggs for breakfast?" Dad asked, as he stood up. Dad's cock was stiff and dripping.

"Can I have your precum?"

Dad wiped the end of his dick. He left his hand where it was. I looked at the precum on his finger. When Dad didn't move his hand, I pulled his hand to my mouth and sucked his fingers until I had all the precum. I kept sucking Dad's fingers and watched his cock stiffen. Veins became more visible on the shaft. Then it began to bounce and drip. I knew I was exciting the hell out of Dad. That was thrilling. Dad pulled his fingers out of my mouth. I wiped it the precum off his dick myself this time and ate it.

"I want that for breakfast, but I'll settle for eggs," I said, as I pointed at Dad's dick.

He winked at me, before heading for the kitchen.

Sal pulled me onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around me.

"Are you happy, Teddy?"

"Are you serious? This is the happiest day of my life!" I said.

"Good! How would you feel about going on a date?" Sal asked.

"With you?"

"Of course with me! Who did you think I meant?" Sal asked.

"Just off the top of my head, Dad, Buck or Wade."

Sal chuckled.

"Touché! But I meant with me."

I thought about it.

"You may think I'm weird, but when we went to the movie last week, I kind of pretended it was a date," I said.

"I don't think you're weird. It was a date, as far as I was concerned, and I wanted you to think of it that way. We dressed up and I wore cologne, the cologne you picked out for me."

"I love it."

Sal grinned.

"And I had my arm around you in the theater," he said. "You kept glancing at my crotch, which made me both hard and very happy. My underwear was completely soaked with precum by the time we got home. I wanted to fuck you. I really wanted that. I thought about telling you. If you let me fuck you, we could keep it a secret from Dad. But I love Dad too much. I knew he wanted to be the first person who fucks you." I shook my head. I had no idea either of them felt that way. "So I jacked off twice after you fell asleep. Later, you went in the bathroom and jacked off twice during the night. I wondered if you fell asleep in class the next day."

"How do you keep such close tabs on me? How did you know I was jacking off to the pictures? And how do you know I jacked off twice that night. You were asleep, I thought. Don't you sleep?"

Sal laughed.

"I'm magical. And I've got a magical dick. It knows things," Sal said.

I laughed.

"But seriously, Sal. How did you know? I know you weren't in the house."

"You know what Buck does for a living," Sal said.

"He installs security systems. He installed one in our house."

"Exactly. He also installs video surveillance systems. He installed those in our house, too."

"Oh, shit! So you saw me when I picked my nose and used the bathroom?"

Sal laughed. "We were only interested in your sexual interests. We had to know what you wanted, sexually. Do you see that?"

I was mad.

"You were spying on me!"

"If you had a chance to watch Dad jack off, watching video from the camera in his room, would you have watched it?" Sal asked me.

I frowned. Sal was right. I would have watched it, as many times as I could. But I still didn't like it.

"Teddy, if this was going to work. Dad had to know if you could lust after a family member. I needed to know if you felt the same way about me as I feel about you. I thought you did, but I needed to be sure. You are my best friend. I didn't want to lose you because I made a pass at you and you freaked out. Do you understand?"

"I don't like you when you're right," I said.

Sal laughed for a while.

"Teddy, I couldn't resist Teddy porn. Neither could Dad. You loved your Sal porn. You loved your Daddy porn. Please look at them the same way."

"OK. You're right. If you enjoyed jacking off while you looked at me, I guess I'm really glad. I don't understand it, but I'm glad."

"Are you still mad at me for being right?" he asked, grinning.

"No. I'm crazy about you," I said.

Sal got a strange look in his eyes. Then he pulled my face to his. Before I knew it, we were kissing, and Sal's tongue was in my mouth. I pulled away, so I could turn around to face him. Then we kissed, again. Sal moved his tongue around in my mouth. His cock got rock-hard under me. I loved it!

"Wash up for breakfast!" Dad called.

Sal and I both groaned as I pulled away from him.

"That was really great! Really!" I said.

Sal grinned and nodded.

I started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Sal asked me.

"Dad wants us to wash our hands to eat eggs, when we just ate each other's asses and licked each other's cocks."

Sal laughed. "That's true!"

"Why didn't you kiss me after our first date? You knew I wanted you," I said.

"I promised I wouldn't start anything until today. If you grabbed my dick while we kissed, I wouldn't have been able to stop myself. I would have fucked you, or at least fed you. I hope you like my cum, because I want to feed you as much as Dad does. The idea of helping you grow makes me happy, but it also makes me very horny. But I made sure the first thing you saw when you woke up this morning was my stiff cock. You got to see it and lust after it, before you saw Dad's. Dad woke me up, by the way, so I would be awake and hard when you woke up. I jacked off while I watched you sleep."

"Who watched me jack off to the pictures? Did Dad?"

"All four of us did. It was Teddy porn, and as your birthday got closer, that was all any of us wanted to see."

"Did Wade like looking at me?" I asked.

Sal grinned.

"Based on the size of the load he shot in my mouth, I'd say yes."

"Did you suck him while he watched?" I asked.

"Yep. We all enjoyed it, well, except for you. I have to admit, we couldn't see much. The video is very grainy and you can't make out much detail." I shook my head. "You were left out of that, because of your age. But starting today, you are going to be the center of attention," he said.

I frowned, wondering how that could be true.

"We all want to fuck you, Teddy. By mutual agreement, you are the only person any of us are allowed to fuck. Ever!"

"Oh, lord! It's going to be like I have four husbands!" I said.

Sal grinned and nodded.

"Four very horny husbands. And all of us want to stay on your good side. If you get mad at one of us, you'll just turn to one or more of the others. Buck and Wade worry about that. If you come to dislike one of them, you'll still have three horny men. You certainly won't suffer. The four of us need you more than you need any one of us. Hell, they others, including Dad, have been terrified that you might only want to have sex with me. That's why I put the picture of Dad's cock with my pictures. Wade is particularly worried. He's convinced you don't like him. When I've asked you, you've just said he was OK. Was that because you thought I liked him, as a boyfriend?"

"Yes. I thought you were asking me if I thought he would be a good boyfriend for you."

Sal shook his head. "I didn't know that. I thought you were kind of indifferent to him. And so that's what he thinks. He and I suck each other, but it's you he's in love with. He will be so relieved if you just act like you like him. By the way, I didn't tell the others you had that picture of Dad's cock. Buck and Wade would have insisted you have pictures of their cocks, too. That would have made you wonder who's cocks they were and how I got them. And I didn't tell Dad I put his picture in there because he might have gotten mad. As strange as it seems, he didn't want you lusting after him yesterday." I laughed. "You were just too young to be lusting after an adult man." I laughed some more. You were still only twelve, after all. What a difference a day makes, huh?" I shook my head.

"Wow!" I said, as it sunk in. Wade was in love with me? I had no idea. But whenever I looked at him, he was looking at me. It made me a little nervous, because I didn't know why. Now I knew why. Of course he was staring at me! Had I ever even smiled at him? I had no idea. I felt bad about the way I'd treated him. But he never gave any clue that he especially liked me.

"Come on! Breakfast is ready!" Dad called.

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