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I'm currently writing a multi chapter story that is being published in the Nifty/Gay/Young Friends section.

From my readers I have received many suggestions and even story parts that stimulate my fantasy, but that can't be embedded in my story.

So I wrote a new 3-chapter story based on the contributions that got me enthused most (thanks guys and girl!).

 

Hope you enjoy this little story.

 

Nils Andersson, nilander101@gmail.com

 

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Brodadcopul, part 2

 

 

After he got home from work the next day, he spent some time working in the garden, while Sam watched from inside of the garage, flipping aimlessly through one of his comic books. There was no doubt that he shared a close relationship with his son, even if he didn't always communicate with him as much as he could.

 

Once he finished the yardwork, he returned with Sam inside the house to find that his wife was setting dinner out on the table. "Perfect timing, I was just about to call you guys in to eat."

 

"Dinner is ready now? I was hoping to wash the stink off me before we ate..."

 

"No time for a shower now. Just wash your hands and dig in," his wife instructed.

"Besides, I thought we agreed that after dinner you and Sam could take a bath together and he could ask you about some things he has been wondering about lately," she added looking knowingly at him with a quick glance at the Mike at the dinner table, "things like what to brodadcopul means."

 

His heart skipped a beat in his chest. He knew exactly what was she suggesting. He looked over when Sam came from the kitchen to his place at the dinner table, but only saw the beautiful, inquisitive smile he always had on his face.

Ann must have sensed his reluctance so she directed the approval to Sam himself. "How does that sound Sam? Do you want to take a bath with your dad after dinner?"

 

"Yeah!" he answered impulsively and enthusiastically. It's been a while since he and his dad had a bath together. Well, maybe it was a bit of a little boy's thing to do, and he was clearly not that little boy anymore. But now he'd agreed full heartedly, there was no way aback.

Steve looked over the boy's head at his wife while he walked to the dinner table. His eyes met her eyes again, and he looked away embarrassed. His cock twitched in his jeans a bit as he walked up to Sam and patted his shoulder.

 

"Sounds good to me too, bud. Whatever you want to ask me is fine."

Steve fumbled for words sometimes with his boys, but he was always quick to reassure them when they felt embarrassed. It struck a chord in his soul how much his brave youngest boy was turning out more and more like his passive father. He wanted him to have all the confidence he sometimes lacked.

 

Dinner was completely forgettable as his mind raced with thoughts of what was about to happen. It felt natural and paternal, but at the same time forbidden and kinky. He didn't have a problem to be naked in the tub with his son. It was The Introduction that bothered him most. He also noticed that his eldest son Mike stared at him with a teasing, knowing smile.

 

 

After dinner, he went upstairs where he stripped his clothes off in the master bedroom closet. He entered the bathroom to see his son was already naked in the tub smiling from ear to ear. The lust running through his body was quickly rising, but luckily, he was not hard yet. As he entered the tub, his son's eyes were fixed on his still flaccid cock.

 

The hot water felt good on his body as he sat down. He sat facing his son with his knees slightly bent and resting against the sides of the tub. His ankles were on top of Sam's legs, resting at his sides.

 

"How's it going Sam?"

His question is what finally got Sam to stop staring at his cock and look him in the face.

 

Sam grinned shyly. "Good."

 

"It's been a while since we've bathed together, isn't it?" he began hesitantly, not knowing how to start the conversation without making it awkward.

 

Sam nodded.

"I like it though," he replied, putting his hands over his crotch, trying to hide his physical reaction to their closeness.

 

"I do too," he said, "the last time we did was when we had this talk about the changes you will go through when you're growing up, remember?

 

Sam remembered. He did understand the technicalities, but it was nothing more than that. It was only recently, when he suddenly had some white stuff coming from his dick when he had rubbed it a bit too long, that he had realized what his dad's words meant. And he hadn't forgotten about yesterday, when his dad had stroked him, just like his mom usually does, but this time the soft touching of his dad went further and had made him cum unexpectedly.

 

He looked at his dad's legs, the dark hairs on his calves, his chest with the dark curls, not wetly sticking to his skin.

"You have a lot of hair," he remarked, "will I get that as well?"

 

"Almost every boy will get that when they grow up."

 

"I still don't have that much," he said, sounding a bit disappointed, "only a little here," he added, looking down at the recently grown small tuft of hair just above the root of his penis. "When do I get the first real hairs?"

 

"Soon. I think I was 14 when I started to get hair on my legs first. The rest will happen over time. By the time I was 16, I was much taller, heavier and looked more like a man."

He hesitated to find the points that would be most important to him. He knew he needed to explain Sam that his sex drive would increase as well: he couldn't let him discover that on his own, that was why there was The Introduction.

 

Sam reached down and rubbed his legs at his sides.

"So my legs will be hairy like this one day?"

 

A jolt of pleasure went through his body at Sam's touch. His cock pulsed in the warm water.

 

"They sure will. Just give it time."

He didn't know what to do with the lust he felt in every inch of his body. He took a deep breath and leaned back, closing his eyes for a second to gather his thoughts.

What was he doing with his son? Answering curiosity was one thing, but how was he going to give him The Introduction? It had been a mental struggle with Mike last year. At first, he had really hated it, but when they had the talk and later The Introduction, it was okay, nice even. Mike took it very well. He'd heard that not every boy in the village liked it, but between them, everything remained fine. Nevertheless, he wondered how much he was going to let happen this time with Sam.

Despite the guilt, he was glad Sam continued to rub his hairy legs with his soft hands. He could feel Sam's eyes exploring every inch of his developed body. He kept his eyes closed with his head against the cool, tiled wall to encourage Sam to look him over.

 

"Your penis is really hard and big. How long will it stay hard and stick up like that?"

 

"Depends how long I am turned on. But definitely as long as you keep rubbing my legs like that." He kept his eyes closed still, but smiled contentedly at him. He wanted him to feel completely comfortable to explore his body as much as he wanted, before he would start talking about The Introduction.

 

"Can I touch it? Would that be bad?" His voice sounded guilty just asking.

 

"Sure, buddy. You can touch me wherever you want. That is why we are having this time together." Before he could finish those words, he felt Sam scooting toward him. One of his soft hands squeezed on the shaft of his aching cock.

 

"It feels the same as mine when it's stiff like that. It's really hard, and way bigger than mine, but kind of soft and squishy at the same time." As Sam's other hand reached around the shaft of his cock, Steve let out a moan without thinking.

 

"Are you okay, Dad?"

 

"Mmm. It's okay, Sam, I'm fine. Your hands feel really good. Keep touching."

 

"I can feel it moving inside." Sam's hands were squeezing all over his pulsating cock. He let him stroke his dick and touch his balls, and he moaned again when he felt the first signs of an imminent orgasm.

 

Steve opened his eyes at this and looked at Sam. "Your penis does the same when you touch it," and he reached forward and gave Sam's hard little cock a playful squeeze, "like I did yesterday. You seemed to enjoy that."

 

Sam suddenly stood up at this point. For a split second, Steve thought he had made his son feel uncomfortable.

 

"Does my dick look too small for my age?"

Steve stared at the erection pointing towards him. The stiff cock was inches from his chest. It took all the resistance in him to not bend down and take this little dick in his mouth. He knew that would be too much for Sam now. Instead, he pulled his legs back and under him so that he was kneeling in front of him.

 

They weren't quite crotch to crotch, but Sam made an exaggerated attempt to imply he was comparing their erect penises standing in front of him, With his length, Steve's upright cock almost reached Sam's. After a few seconds of `comparing', he leaned into him so that their warm bodies were pressed together.

 

"I think yours looks just the right size."

Sam responded exactly as he hoped and he started rubbing his crotch against his hard cock. He reached behind him and rubbed the back of Sam's thighs encouragingly.

 

"That feels good, buddy?" He continued up his body and rubbed the back of his little butt.

 

"Un-huh. Feels really good, Dad." Sam continued to writhe in pleasure against his dad's hairy crotch and stomach.

 

Steve moaned loudly and moved one of his hands behind his son's head to pull him in for a closer embrace. He continued rubbing his Sam's sexy butt with his other hand. Sam humped his body quickly against his dad's. His hard cock was pressed tightly between their bellies. The motions he was making felt amazing on his dick. He could also feel the little penis poking against the side of his big rod and against his belly. Sam was really enjoying this, even more than his brother did when he stood here having the talk, and later The Introduction. The many things he wanted to teach his boy right there!

 

He found his sanity somehow. He patted Sam playfully on the butt as he pulled away and sat back down in the warm water of the tub. He seemed overcome with emotion and stood there frozen for a second.

 

"Did I do something wrong?"

 

He reached out and stroked Sam's hard cock in between thumb and first finger.

"No, you did nothing wrong."

 

Sam looked relieved.

 

"So, after you hit puberty, when you do this, you'll have an orgasm and sperm comes out."

 

"Yeah, I know. I've discovered that last month or so, and it happened yesterday when I was with you on the sofa. Sperm that is what makes babies, right?" Sam said conformingly

 

"Yes, that is part of what makes babies. What do you think of that, Sam?"

It felt completely natural for his naked, 12-year-old son to be standing in front of him, aroused from his fingers fondling his little cock as he talked about sex.

 

"I dunno, you called it copulating or intercourse when we had this talk a while ago. I heard boys talking about it at school the other day. They called it fucking."

 

"Fucking is the street-word for putting your penis inside a girl and mix your sperm with what she has to make a baby." He waited for him to start asking about the female body. But Sam remained silent, as to think about his girlfriend. He realized that this is why Cathy had been so reluctant to let him touch her. She didn't want sex, she didn't want fucking and having babies. At least not yet.

 

Steve saw the confused look on Sam's face.

Maybe it's not the right time to start The Introduction right now, he thought.

 

They sat back down in the water, talking about all the things the growing boy wanted to know; about his body, about what to do with a girl, even how to play with his cock, while Steve never left his hand from his son's rigid pole and Sam curiously stroked his dad's hairy chest and legs, and played with his big balls.

 

After a while of talking and answering questions, he gently pulled his hands off Sam's cock. "I think that is enough for tonight."

 

Sam's smile faded slightly, but he seemed to understand that everything was still OK between them. And frankly, the water was starting to get cold- so Sam was ready to get out anyway.

 

Just to make him sure he wasn't upset at all, he leaned forward and gave Sam a sloppy kiss on the forehead. His skin tasted just as sweet and salty as ever. The flesh of his flesh, so warm and tender.

 

"I love you Sam, and glad you asked me what was on your mind."

Steve squeezed his shoulder as he pulled away.

"You OK with everything we talked about and did in here?"

 

"Yeah, Dad, it felt good. I appreciate you letting me see your body. I hope to grow up like you soon."

 

Steve stood up and reached for the towel. "I liked it too. Keep playing with your penis as much as you want. But most people do not talk about this kind of stuff outside the house. You should also only play with your penis when you have alone time. And you know about making babies, so be careful. We'll have a chat about that next time, do you understand?"

 

"Yeah I understand, Dad."

 

"Now drain the tub, get dried off, and get your pajama's on."

 

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"How did bath time go?"

The smile on his wife's face was a knowing look. It was a few hours later and they were in bed together. The kitchen cleaned up, the laundry done, both Sam and his brother in bed.

 

"It was fine. He was curious about his body, and liked comparing it to mine."

He wasn't exactly sure how much to share.

 

"That is good. You have a great body for him to compare to." She crept up against him and cuddled him, placing her hand on his dick.

 

"Did he like watching you cum?"

 

His heart jumped at this question, but his cock instantly got rock hard. She moaned and nibbled gently on his shoulder. He could feel her warm body rubbing against his side. He hesitated to respond, blurring reality with the current seduction of fantasy. He knew he had failed the task he had. He should have talked about The Introduction, even have given The Introduction, but instead they had just a relaxed, open chat about their bodies.

 

"Was he touching you when you came? Or just watching?"

 

He realized she was serious now and wanted a full report. She was obviously very turned on by knowing what they did. Or what they should have done. He rethought his guilt.

 

"I stopped it before we got to that point." He said sheepishly.

 

"Stopped? How does that make him brodadcopulant?" Her seductive purring was fading, being replaced by the domineering inquisitor she was so good at being.

 

"I just didn't think I should take it to that level right now. I just let him touch me and ask me what he wanted to know."

His guilt was returning now for different reasons, but he was still fully aroused. She never slowed the steady stroking of his now leaking cock.

 

"He needs his dad to teach him what he will be capable of doing soon. He has a girl he's in love with, and he is already frustrated that she turned him down. Yesterday he creamed in his briefs when you touched him. He already heard something about brodadcopuling and he needs to be Introduced, so that he can brodadcopul to get some relief."

 

She was working his hard cock without hesitation.

"Don't you wish your dad had showed you how good it felt to brodadcopul when you were a horny kid, looking for hormonal relief?"

 

He moaned involuntarily, shocking himself. As kinky as their sex play was at times, she had never mentioned his dad before. He had always thought of his dad as attractive, but hadn't actually fantasized about him growing up.

 

"Just think how much more free you would be today, if you had gone through puberty with the possibility to brodadcopul whenever you want, to find relief for yourself, and at the same time offering it to your dad and your brothers."

His breathing was increasing. His cock was leaking from his stroking and forbidden words.

"You know how Mike likes it, and you like it as well when you two do it. Wouldn't that be good for Sam?"

 

"Yeah, I guess so," he moaned.

 

"You have to do that for Sam. He has the same rights as every boy in our community has. He needs to see his Dad in complete bliss. Helping his dad and brother finding relief, and getting his pleasure from his dad and brother in return."

That sent Steve over the edge as he shot his load all over his chest and her hands.

All of his guilt, lust, and pent up tension exploded into warm streams of cum.

His cock shot stream after stream of hot cum. His body shuddered in pure ecstasy.

 

She slowed her strokes as he came down from his high. She continued to kiss his neck softly. He couldn't get the image of Sam standing naked in front of him in the tub with his little cock inches from his face.

She finally spoke after a few minutes. "Promise me you won't leave this Introduction part out with Sam next time."

 

"Yes, dear, I promise."

 

 

To be continued