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Five

"I'm sure that's Buck," Dad said, as he picked up the phone.

"Hello?" Dad said.

"It's Buck. Can I tell him you want him?" Dad asked me.

"Uh...I guess. No, wait. Tell him I want his big ole thing."

Dad laughed.

"Yeah, Buck. Yes. Yes, we did and he does. Everything. My little boy wants to do everything," Dad said on the phone. He winked at me. "He said he wants your big ole thing. You are a definite and Wade is a maybe...Uh. Yeah. Right. I'll tell Wade when I see him."

"Wade is a yes for today," I said.

I got down on the floor, between Dad's legs. He grinned at me. I pressed my face into his crotch and took a deep sniff. The smell made my dick even harder.

"Yeah, it's great," Dad said on the phone. Dad laughed. "No. Not for a while. Sal showed Teddy an old picture of me in a leather harness and jock strap. I don't have them anymore. He wants to see Sal and me in the same outfit, so we have to go shopping."

"Do you want to see Buck and Wade in the same outfit?" Dad asked me.

"I don't know. It might not be as exciting if you were all dressed the same way."

Dad laughed and nodded.

"Good point. It would look stupid," he said.

I nodded. "Mostly I want to see you like that," I said.

Dad grinned.

"He likes leather, so maybe something else. Harnesses for all of us will be good. Teddy can hold onto the harness while he's getting fucked," Dad said on the phone.

"Oh, fuck!" I said, imagining that. Dad chuckled.

"Yeah. We can all go shopping," he said on the phone.

"I thought you said I couldn't," I said to him.

"Oh, right," Dad said. "Hmm."

"I don't want to be left alone on my birthday while you four are having fun in a sex shop!" I said.

Dad grinned at me.

"I'm not sure I want you sitting in the car while you wait for us. It's too hot for you to lock the doors and close the windows. Shops that sell things like that aren't at the mall. They are usually in dicey neighborhoods. How would it be if you waited here with Wade. You two can talk and get to know each other?" he asked me.

"Sure! I'd like that a lot!"

Dad nodded.

"Teddy wants to spend some time with Wade while the rest of us shop," Dad said on the phone. "Yeah, I thought Wade would like that. No. I don't think a lot of leather shops are open this early. Oh. OK. Great! Bye."

Dad hung up the phone. He grinned at me.

"I think you like the way I smell," he said.

I nodded. Dad winked at me. Just that simple thing made me very happy.

"Buck said there's a 24-hour adult video store on the Interstate that sells a lot of leather goods," Dad said to me.

"Will they have jockstraps? I mean, you don't want to wear a leather one all day."

"They probably will have some. Kinky ones, not the white athletic kind. We can get those later." I nodded. "Wade and Buck will be here in a few minutes. Buck said Wade will be bringing a toy for you to play with."

"What kind of toy?"

"I expect he means his cock," Dad said.

I laughed, nervously.

"Don't let him fuck you!" Dad said.

"I won't. I want you to be first, Dad. And I want Sal to be second."

Dad nodded.

"I want to be the first to feed and the first to fuck you," Dad said. "It's important to me, Teddy," he said, seriously.

"It's important to me, too, Dad. I love you more than anyone, and you excite me more than anyone."

Dad grinned, with a hint of a smirk. "Ditto," he said.

"Can I play with Wade's cock?"

"Hmm. I'll have to say no. Otherwise I'm not being fair to Sal."

I sighed. I guessed he was right, but I wanted a cock!

"Wade is going to show you how to clean your ass. He's the only one of us who has done that, so that makes the most sense."

The doorbell rang. Dad laughed. "What do you bet that's Wade?"

We left Dad's bedroom. I followed Dad to the front door.

"Oh, wait! I need to put on pants," I said.

"Don't bother," Dad said, as he opened the door. It was Wade. He looked me up and down and grinned at me. I was a little embarrassed to be naked in front of him. When I remembered that he was in love with me and that I would be having sex with him soon, I stopped being as embarrassed.

"Wade, I want to talk to you for a moment, alone," Dad said, as Wade walked in. Wade was carrying a paper bag. He handed it to Dad.

They walked down the front hallway together. Sal walked up to me. Facing me, Sal put his arms around me and pulled me close. I grinned at him. I got hard feeling Sal's hard cock pressed against me. Sal kissed me gently on the lips.

"I love you," he mouthed, silently.

I grinned. "Ditto," I mouthed.

He bent down and whispered, "With all that's going to happen today, remember I loved you first and you I've loved and wanted you all along. Dad wouldn't let me tell you. Remember your first date was with me. And remember how close we've always been. I want us to be even closer, but now there are all these...other people."

I looked at Sal's face and nodded, but I wasn't quite sure what that all meant. It sounded like he was worried we wouldn't be as close as we'd been. I didn't want that to happen.

"So what happened in Dad's room?" Sal asked me, in a normal voice. "I didn't hear all of it."

"Mostly he wanted to know how I felt about Buck and Wade," I said.

Sal nodded. "That's important to all of us."

"Then we talked about dominance and sub, uh, missiveness."

"Why?" Sal asked.

"Because I came when Dad slapped my face with his cock, and I liked it when you pulled my head away from Dad's ass and stuck your fingers in my mouth. I was afraid I was a masochist." Sal frowned. "Dad asked me a lot of questions and he decided I was a submissive bottom."

"What does that mean?" Sal asked. "I mean, I know what a bottom is, but what is a submissive bottom?"

"It means I like it when you and Dad act more dominant, like I get more excited when you or he initiate sex."

Sal frowned.

"For instance, if I want his cock, I can walk up to him and start sucking. I'll be excited. But I'll be even more excited if he walks up to me and rubs the head of his dick over my lips. Him initiating it is more exciting to me than me intitiating it. I want him—and you to be dominant."

"Oh!" Sal said, grinning.

"So if I woke you up by rubbing the head of my dick over your lips..." he said.

"You'll make me happy and very excited," I said. "But if you said, 'Teddy, will you please suck my dick', before you rub your cock on my lips. it wouldn't be as exciting."

Sal grinned and nodded.

"I get it. And I like it!" Sal said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Dad said all four of you would be glad, because I won't expect you to ask permission before you do anything at all."

"That makes sense," Sal said. "You'll enjoy it less if we ask for permission, right?"

"Right. And I feel the same way about Buck and Wade. "He said most bottoms are like me. They want the top to act a little dominant."

Sal shook his head.

"I never thought about any of this," Sal said. "It never occurred to me that you might not like what I did when you were rimming Dad. It just seemed natural."

"I guess it was natural. I liked it," I said. Sal grinned.

"He also told me his cock is nine inches long! I knew it was big, but wow!"

"Yeah. I'm not sure how much of it will fit in your mouth," Sal said. "I mean, it's thick, too. I had trouble sucking him when I was fifteen. Buck is even bigger than Dad."

"Oh, oh! That's terrible!"

"No, it's not. It's fun trying to figure out ways to excite them, when you can't quite manage to suck them the way they sucked you," Sal said, grinning.

"Oh! I guess you are right. Experimenting with different ways to make Dad groan with pleasure sounds like fun," I said.

"It is! And when they shoot in your mouth, you know you've done a good job."

"I can't wait for that to happen! I want you and Dad to feed me!"

"Oh, you'll be fed. Dad's hoping he can feed you five times a day! You're going to get so much daddy milk from all of us that you'll be burping cum all day long."

I frowned. It was a reminder that everyone was having sex but me.

"Come on, Teddy. Yesterday you were twelve. You should know that's too young for sex. You should feel lucky you are going to an orgy when you are only thirteen."

I chuckled. "I guess I should. Only I wanted your cock as much yesterday as I do today. It's hard to understand why having sex with you yesterday was wrong, but today, it's a good thing."

"Yeah. I hear you. You are only a day older. But it's psychological for Dad. He was able to rationalize having sex with a teenager, but—"

Wade and Dad joined us. Wade grinned at me.

"Dad said you were bringing a toy," I said to Wade. Wade frowned. "Oh, the butt plugs. Yeah, I brought them."

"We thought you meant what you have in your pants," Dad said.

Sal laughed. Wade looked hopeful and nervous.

"I've never seen you naked," I said to Wade.

"Now Wade, that's a clear invitation, if I ever heard one," Dad said.

Wade jumped into action. He fell over trying to pull his cowboy boots off. I tried not to laugh. Sal laughed.

Buck arrived while Wade was undressing. He came into the house.

"Oh, sweetheart!" Buck said to me. "You're wearing the perfect outfit for your party."

"It's his birthday suit," Sal said. I laughed. No one else did.

"Can I give you a birthday kiss?" Buck asked me.

I nodded my head.

Before I knew it, Buck's tongue was in my mouth and one of his fingers was rubbing my asshole. With his other hand, he took one of my hands and placed it on his crotch. I felt his erection. His 'big ole thing' was a huge ole thing! A moment later, I felt my ass cheeks being pulled apart. Then a wet, hot tongue lapped at my asshole. I moaned into Buck's mouth. Rimming felt great! I wondered who was doing it. I kind of hoped it was Wade. Then I changed my mind and wished it was Sal. I changed my mind one more time and wished it was Dad! Whoever it was stopped rimming me. Buck's hand found its way back to my asshole. He pushed a finger slowly inside me. I pulled away from the kiss and groaned.

"Come on guys! Let's go. Teddy needs to take a dump and clean himself," Dad said. "I mean, learn how to clean himself."

Buck pulled his finger out of me and stood up.

"Just what are you expecting at your pool party, young man?" Buck asked me.

"An orgy," I said.

"Hot damn!" Wade said. Buck grinned and nodded his head.

"And lots of daddy milk," I added.

"Good boy!" Buck said. "Drink all your milk and you'll grow up big and strong, like me and my boy."

I turned to look at Wade. He was naked. He looked incredibly hot. He was muscled and hairy. Even the tattoo looked good. It made him look tough, in an exciting way. He flexed his bicep. It was huge! Wade looked at my crotch and then grinned at me. I looked down. I had an erection. Wade had given it to me.

"Close your mouth, Teddy," Sal said. I closed it.

"I didn't know it was open."

"It opened when you saw Wade naked for the first time," Dad said.

"I believe it," I said.

"Well, Wade, I think you have your answer. You just made Teddy's cock stand up and pay attention," Buck said. "And he looks like he wants to lick you all over."

I think I blushed.

"You want to feel my muscle?" Wade asked, grinning at me.

"Wow!" I said. I tried to wrap my hands around his bicep. I looked at his dick. He was uncut. That was kind of a surprise. All the other white kids at my school were circumcised. Only some of the Hispanic and black kids were uncut. Wade's dick was about the size of Sal's. It was pinker than ours were.

"Teddy is looking at his favorite muscle," Buck said.

"Do you like my cock?" Wade asked me.

"Yeah! You've got a foreskin! That's great!"

"I didn't want Wade circumcised," Buck said. "But I was cut. I hope you'll still like my cock."

"I'm sure I will, Buck," I said.

He grinned.

Wade moved close to me. He put his arm around my waist. I looked up at him and smiled. He looked so happy! I guessed he really did love me.

"Well, I'm dressed," Sal said. "Let's go. The party can't start until we're back."

"It better not start," Buck said to Wade and me.

They left. Dad left last. "Have fun, but don't fuck him or feed him, Wade," he said, as he closed the door behind him.

Wade looked as nervous as I felt.

"Your dad told me you don't like cigars. I'll give them up," Wade said.

"Is that OK with you? I...don't want to uh force you."

"If it makes you want to kiss me more, it's worth it. I mean, if you think of kissing me."

"I'd like to kiss you now," I said.

Wade smiled.

"Daddy Jack said you thought I was trying to take Sal away from you. That whenever you saw us talking you got jealous. I wish you'd known I was usually asking Sal what to say to you to make you like me."

"Oh, Wade. I wish I'd known. But maybe it's better this way. I already wanted to have sex with Sal and Dad. It would have been even more frustrating if I wanted you, too. That would be three hot men I wanted, but couldn't have."

He smiled and took my hand. We walked to my bedroom. Wade got on my bed. I got on beside him. "I've wanted to be on your bed with you, Teddy."

I smiled. I reached out and felt the hair on his chest.

"I don't know why, but I love hairy chests," I said.

"Doesn't matter why, it's just good you like em. I like how smooth you are, Teddy."

I smiled.

I felt his moustache. It was lighter brown than the hair on his head. It was thick and wide. Wade's nose twitched.

"It tickles."

"I wish Buck would grow his moustache back. I liked it," I said.

He chuckled. "The second he hears that, the hair over his lip will start growing," Wade said. "You like mine?"

"I love it. Dad doesn't look as good with a moustache."

"Some do, some don't," Wade said.

I felt the stubble on his cheek.

"Sal says you like stubble."

"I do."

"Means I don't have to shave every day. I'm glad."

I smiled at him.

"Teddy, I think about you all the time. I want to hold you and kiss you." I smiled.

"From what I hear, there's going to be a lot of that," I said.

"But me? I'm a maybe."

"Dad asked me this morning if I wanted to have sex with you. He had just told me you weren't trying to take Sal away from me. I told him I didn't know. Maybe. I don't know you very well. It seemed strange to just automatically say yes, about sex with someone I don't know very well. It's been a really weird morning!"

Wade looked like he was trying not to laugh. But he burst out laughing.

"Now that I've seen you naked, the fact that I don't know you well, doesn't seem to matter at all. And I really mean that!"

He laughed. "You are horny for sure!"

"I am! I'll get to know you after I suck your cock and you fuck me," I said.

He groaned.

I looked at Wade's erect cock. I wrapped my hand around it and Wade shuddered.

"Dad said I can't play with it," I said.

Wade laughed.

"You look so disappointed!"

"I am! All we've talked about since I woke up is sex and lust and cocks. And I still haven't done anything but lust. Oh, and ass-eating. I've got plenty of lust for you!"

Wade grinned.

"We've been waiting a heck of a lot longer than you have," he said.

I sighed. From what Dad and Sal had said, they had.

"I don't understand why you like me. I was never very nice to you," I said.

"You sure weren't ever uh, un-nice. Sal kept telling me that I was exactly your type. 'He likes hairy guys with muscles and facial hair. Twinks do nothing at all for him. He's going to drool over you'."

I laughed.

"Well, Sal was right. I can't wait to have sex with you!"

Wade grinned.

"You know, if I'd even seen the outline of your erection in your pants, I would have been jacking off thinking about you. Even if I thought you wanted to be Sal's boyfriend. Buck pointed out the big lump in his pants to me."

"He did?"

"Yeah. He told me to ignore 'that big ole thing'."

Wade started laughing.

"He pointed out his big hard daddy cock and then told you to ignore it?"

"Yeah."

Wade laughed some more.

"That's Daddy Buck for you."

"I could never ignore it after that," I said. Wade chuckled.

"Teddy, I'm so glad you told me—you explained it perfect, uh, I mean perfectly." I smiled at him.

"Daddy Buck told me I should get hard around you and wait for you to notice, but to make sure Daddy Jack didn't see me, because it would really piss him off. You know, that's not easy to do!" Wade said.

I laughed for a while.

"No, I guess not."

"I was trying to get you to see me as a man. I thought you seeing me smoking cigars would make you think of me as a man, and not a teenager."

I was surprised to hear that.

"Right now, I'm seeing you as a very sexy man," I said. "Come to think of it, I don't think I ever thought of you as a teenager. Even when we first met, you seemed mature to me."

He smiled.

"And you really thought I was trying to fuck Sal?" he asked.

I frowned.

"I didn't really think that deeply into it. You and Sal are both hot men, and I didn't think either one of you could be interested in me, being so much younger and Sal's brother. Once when I saw you working out at the gym, I told Sal I thought you were hot. He agreed with me. It just made sense that you two would start dating."

"I get it, " Wade said, nodding. "I like Sal a lot. But I'm not in love with him."

I wanted to ask how he could be in love with me, when we hardly knew each other, but I decided not to.

I scooted down and bit one of Wade's nipples. Then I tugged on it. I hoped I didn't bite too hard. And I sure hoped he liked it as much as Dad did.

"Oh, baby! Yeah! Chew on my nips. I like that//"

I did it for about a minute, while I held his dick. Then he pulled me up and kissed me. I enjoyed it a lot. His mouth tasted like mouthwash, not cigars.

"Would you consider going out with me on a date?" He quickly added. "You don't have to decide now. You can think about it."

"Well, I'd really like that. Especially if you're paying." Wade laughed.

"Now that's funny, expecting my thirteen-year-old date to treat me! Wait! Are you sure?" I almost laughed.

"Well, yeah. It's just a date. Hey! If you give me money for my birthday, I can pay for the date. But we'll have to figure out how much the date will cost, so you can give me the correct amount, including tip," I said, joking.

Wade thought that was hilarious. I smiled as he laughed. He kissed me, again. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.

"I like this," I said.

He smiled. "Do you? I love it. I've got you in my arms and you look happy."

I smiled.

"Do you think it would be OK if I play with your cock?" I asked him. Wade groaned. "Dad said it wasn't fair to Sal, but if Sal doesn't know..."

"Daddy Jack wants you to be a virgin. He told Sal not to let you play with his cock."

I shook my head. I was horny!

"I'm tired of waiting!"

"All four of us are, too."

"Hey! You want to know a secret?" he asked me.

"If it's nasty," I said.

He laughed. "It is."

"The other night, I sat on Sal's bed and watched you sleep," he said.

"That's a thrilling story, Wade. I didn't wake up, so we know how it ends."

He laughed.

"We both jacked off while we watched you," he said.

"I'm starting to get interested!"

"Sal wiped just a little of his milk on your top lip."

My mouth fell open.

"And I wiped just a tiny bit of mine on your bottom lip."

I was amazed.

"Now that's a nasty secret!" I said.

"Does that bother you at all, Teddy?"

"No! Did Buck film it? Please say yes!"

"No. Daddy Jack would have been furious."

I nodded.

"You won't tell Daddy Jack, will you?"

"No! I don't want the two of you to get in trouble. I just hope I licked my lips, and it didn't just flake off!"

Wade groaned.

"Dad told me you were eight when Buck began feeding you," I said.

"That's when he started dick feeding me. Yeah. I loved it. Does that bother you?"

"No. Not if you wanted to do it."

Wade nodded.

"If Daddy Jack had offered his cock to you at that age, what would you have done?" Wade asked.

"Exactly what you did. I would have been thrilled. I always thought my dad was sexy. As a really little kid I used to hope he would sit me on his lap when he was naked. A few minutes ago I told Dad that once, after I saw him get out of the shower, I went outside and drew a picture of his dick with a piece of chalk in the alley. I wasn't nearly eight. I don't think I'd even started. If he'd let me touch it, I'd have been thrilled."

Wade grinned.

"And if you let you suck it while he moaned and groaned and told you he loved you?"

"I would have been the happiest kid around!" I said.

"Baby, I am so happy to hear that! If I had offered you my cock when you were ten, what would you have done?" Wade asked.

"Played with it. Had as much fun with it as I could. I would have been thrilled, Wade. Really."

Wade grinned.

"Baby, I wanted to give it to you. That was what I fantasized about. I don't know how many times I shot my milk into Daddy's mouth while I imagined it was your mouth."

"I had no idea, Wade! Damn! We could have been having hot sex for three years!"

Wade nodded.

"I'd probably be bigger than I am," I said.

Wade nodded. "And I knew that, baby. I knew my milk was good for you."

"I don't understand what you see in me," I said.

Wade chuckled.

"Every time you smile, my dick gets hard."

"Well, I think every time I see your dick is hard, I will smile." Wade chuckled. "Your dick is never going to get soft!"

We both laughed.

"Damn, Wade! It seems like everybody wanted to have sex with me, but no one would actually do it!"

Wade laughed and nodded. Then he stroked my cheek.

"I'll tell you another secret," he said.

"Did you give me a facial while I slept?" I asked. He laughed.

"Daddy Buck used to get me hot by telling me all the things he wanted me to do to you. I mean sex, things we hoped you'd like."

I grinned.

"Like what?"

"Well, once he told me he wanted me to give you a facial. Then he wanted me to lower my ass to your mouth and wiggle it a little. Then you could lick my milk off my asshole."

"Fuck!"

"Does that bother you at all?"

"No. I'm not quite sure I want to do it, but it sounds hot!"

Wade grinned.

"Now, I want to tell you another secret about our family. Will you keep it? Daddy Jack and Sal might get upset. But I want to be closer to you than to them."

"I'll keep the secret."

"Daddy grew up in a strange house. Everyone was supposed to have sex with everyone else. Most of them loved it. The ones who didn't kept quiet, Daddy Buck's sister wanted him to fuck her. And Daddy's mother really wanted him to fuck her. She would tell him she needed his big cock in her pussy. All that did was kill Daddy Buck's erection, if he had one. Being gay, he only wanted to have sex with his male relatives. And he did. He had a lot of sex with a lot of men, and it started when he was very young. When I was nine months old, Daddy still lived at home. He was in high school. He went out one evening with friends from school. When he got back, his mother and her brother were standing by me. They were both drunk, naked, and having sex. When they saw Daddy, his uncle told him that he was going to fuck me. Daddy pushed him away. His mother said, 'It never did you any harm, except maybe turn you into a fag.' 'Yeah,' his uncle said. 'I fucked you when you were two months old, while sis held you.'"

I gasped.

"Then his mother told Daddy Buck that if he fucked her, her brother wouldn't fuck me."

"Oh, Wade!"

"It was blackmail. She apologized the next day, crying. But Daddy moved out as soon as he could. Just as soon as he graduated from high school. He got a job, instead of going to college."

"Oh, Wade."

"Well, that's just the start of the story," Wade said.

"Yikes!"

Wade laughed.

"Daddy was so mad at his family, that he didn't feed me the way he'd been fed. He started sucking cock before he started school." I shook my head. "Daddy jacked off all the time and kept throwing his daddy milk away. He started to feel guilty. He wasn't sure I needed his milk, but he worried that I would be healthier if I ate it. He knew for sure that it wouldn't do me any harm. Daddy started shooting in a bowl and feeding it to me."

"Fuck! Are you serious?"

"Yeah. He called it 'special medicine'. I got it every night. I loved it, and I told him so. He always seemed so happy when I told him that. Now, I know why. I thought it was medicine. I figured it came from the drug store." I shook my head. "When I was eight, the first time I sucked him, I tasted hot special medicine when it shot out of his cock. I knew where Daddy had gotten my medicine. It was a lot tastier warm. I told him so. He looked so happy! We were both glad when he started dick feeding me."

I shook my head, again.

Daddy Buck told me later, that while I was playing, he would watch incest porn while milking himself. He would shoot two big loads into the bowl, and then tell me it was time for my medicine."

"That's a filthy story. Tell me another one," I said, laughing.

Wade looked a little worried.

"Do you still like me, and Daddy Buck?" he asked.

"Of course. I'm beginning to be crazy about you. But you could have made me so happy if you'd shared your body with me. You could have made us both happy."

Wade nodded.

"I know that's true. But I couldn't risk what your father would do, if he found out."

We kissed, again.

"I don't think Dad would handle that information well. If Buck ever mentioned the words 'I got fucked as a baby', I'm sure Dad would go completely ballistic. He thinks I'm too young. And I jack off to a picture of his cock every chance I get!"

"What picture?"

I suddenly remembered that Buck and Wade didn't know that Sal had put a picture of Dad's dick in with the pictures of himself. Yikes! Then I remembered the photo from the magazine. Fortunately, that magazine was still in the living room.

"I'll show you."

Wade followed me to the living room. I found the facial picture in his magazine that turned out to be Dad.

"This is Dad's cock. I just found out today that I've been jacking off to a picture of Dad's cock and cum."

"This is so cool!" Wade said.

"And Daddy Jack knows?"

"He was mad that I found this magazine, but I told him the only picture I liked was this one. It just happened to be the only picture of Dad in the whole magazine."

Wade shook his head, grinning.

"Was Daddy Jack pleased?"

"I think so. He wants me to love his cock. Of course, I did ever since I first saw this magazine. No. Wait. It started way before. I told you I drew a picture of his cock. I'd only seen it soft, so that's how I drew it."

"How old were you when you first saw this picture?"

"Sal says I was nine."

Wade nodded, grinning.

"I'd like a picture of you doing this to me," I said.

Wade groaned.

"How about a video?" he asked.

"Even better!"

Wade shook his head. "Yeah. This is definitely Daddy Jack's cock. I've spent enough time milking it to be sure."

"It seems everyone has had sex with Dad except me!"

Wade laughed. I didn't think it was funny, at all. Wade frowned and stopped laughing.

"I can see that bothers you. And it would bother me. But it ain't—isn't my fault."

"You can say 'ain't' to me. I ain't no English teacher!" I said.

Wade laughed.

"Dad says I talk like a hick sometimes," he said.

I shrugged. "As long as you let me play with that thing between your legs, I don't care how you talk."

"You know, you're a lot smarter that I was at your age," Wade said. "I've seen your report cards. In fact, listening to you, it's hard to believe you are only thirteen."

"I apparently still don't speak well enough to have sex," I said.

"You do today!" Wade said. Then he got a serious expression.

"If this doesn't all work out, would you still see me?" he asked.

I was about to immediately say yes. But I thought for a moment.

"I guess it would depend on Dad and Sal. But I'd hope I could. Dad would have to be absolutely sure it was safe to have sex with you."

Wade nodded. He looked very happy. He hugged me.

"Dad said you used to let Buck fuck you. Did it start to become too painful, or what?" I asked.

"It was always painful. Plus, I never wanted to get fucked. I was happy just sucking Daddy Buck's cock. But he really wanted to fuck someone, and I was the only safe person. We made a deal. If I let him fuck me once a day for a year, he would buy me a new motorcycle."

I frowned.

"Uh. That's kind of...maybe...um...a little...uh...weird, isn't it?"

Wade laughed, hysterically.

"Yup, I guess it is. I love my daddy and my motorcycle, though."

I smiled.

"It's a...kind of a family tradition. My grandfather told dad he'd buy him a car if dad fucked a girl."

"I'll never want a car that bad," I said.

Wade laughed.

"That's how I came to be. The girl had me and gave me to Daddy Buck."

"Did you ever get to know her?"

"No."

"That's like my mother," I said.

"Yeah. Our families have a lot in common. It will be easy to combine them."

"Dad says she's dead now. He read it in a story about her father that was in the paper, here. Another inmate almost killed him in prison. My mother died of a drug overdose," Wade said. "And her own daddy, my grandfather, was in prison for selling heroin to teenagers. I hope he died painfully."

"How horrible! I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't be. She didn't want me. Daddy Buck did.

"I really want to kiss you, Teddy."

"You never have to ask, Wade. Assume I want to kiss you. It will always be true."

Wade looked very happy. We kissed for a long time. He pulled away with a smile.

"Let's get you cleaned up for fucking," he said.

"How does that work?"

"You know what an enema is?" he asked me.

I nodded.

"That's it! We just flush you until you're clean, then once more, just to be sure."

"And that cleans me enough?" I asked.

"It does. Think of it like your hands. Something might make them filthy, but it's quick and easy to clean them enough to eat with your fingers. Your colon doesn't make poop. It's not oozing out of it. It's like skin. You wash it and it's clean. It stays clean until it gets dirty again."

"Yeah. Dad told me asses are often cleaner than your hands."

"It's true," Wade said. "Did you know people's toilets are almost always cleaner than the outside of their refrigerators? I read they did a study. People clean their toilets with powerful germ killers. Refrigerators get dusted, if even that."

"Wow! That's interesting.

"How often do I need to clean my butt?"

"Every morning after you take a dump. Well, actually, any time after you take a dump. That is if you want to get fucked. If you're going to sleep, do it in the morning after you take your next dump. Just remember, after you clean it, it stays clean until you take another dump. Your dad put in a shower hose to make it easier. Do you need to take a dump?"

"Yeah."

"Go do that, then we'll start."

I did, and then Wade did the whole thing. He adjusted the water temperature, got the hose ready and filled me up slowly. Then I sat on the toilet and let it drain. We repeated it. After the second rinse, he showed me the water in the toilet. It was crystal clear, even though I'd just drained into it.

"See? Clean."

I nodded. We did it one more time, just to be sure, as Wade put it.

"I'll do it for you, for a few days, if you want."

"I'd like that."

"Good! Means we get to spend more time together!" Wade said.

"I'll let you do it every day, if you don't mind," I said.

"Good! But if I'm at work..."

"Right," I said.

I had no idea why he wanted to do it. It was kind of disgusting, to me. But if he wanted to do it, that was great.

"What do I do if Dad or Sal want to fuck me in the morning before I take a dump?"

"I would ask them if they want you to clean yourself. They might not care, if they are about to take a shower, or they might want to fuck you in the shower. Then it doesn't matter."

I smiled and nodded.

"But all four of us are going to be eating your ass all the time," he said. "When it's full of milk and when it's empty. That means it's important to keep yourself clean. You see how easy it is to clean yourself."

I nodded.

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