Date: Thu, 23 Jun 2011 00:55:11 -0400 (EDT) From: whitewold999@icqmail.com Subject: Charles Jr. 2 (gay/incest, oral, anal, scat, Mb, MM/b) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2011 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Charles Jr. 2 My First Boy By Wolf Having grown up having my father and uncle as my first lovers I had a strong desire to have sex with older men. I was fortunate enough to marry an understanding woman. Her name is Christine. Everyone calls her Chris. I had told her all about my family relationship before we were married. She was comfortable with the prospect that as long as I was going to be in the Navy I would ways seek out other men for sex, and I would introduce our sons to male incest should we have a sons. We did have children with the oldest being a son. There came a change in duty stations with a move to Chicago, Illinois. We settled into our new home, and got to know our neighbors. Our next door neighbors were also in the Navy. They happened to be a couple about our age with a son close to our son's age. The husband was named Bill, and his wife's name was Tammy, and their son's name was Bob. Tammy was Robbie's stepmother. It didn't take long before our sons became close friends. They played with each other constantly. They even took turns sleeping at each other's house regularly. Everything was going just fine for almost a year, until one weekend my wife and our kids went out of town to visit relatives. They had not been gone for long before I got a phone call from Bob. He said, "Tammy and I have to work Saturday and Sunday, would you mind keeping an eye on Robbie?" I had been planning on a quiet weekend, but how could I refuse a request from a friend. I had to say, "Sure!" Bob said, "I suggest that Robbie spend the night at your house. That, way you don't have to get up a 5 am to come over to get him." I agreed with his suggestion, "Okay, send him over." It seemed like only five minutes before the doorbell rang. When I opened the door I was confronted by the eight-year-old Robbie. After a brief greeting I invited him in to watch television. It was 8 pm, so I asked, "Have you had dinner?" He assured me that he had. I casually told him, "I m gonna take a bath now." Robbie asked, "Can I come with you? I don't want to be by myself!" I paused to think about the ramifications before committing myself to risky behavior. I felt my dick respond, and said, "Yes!" Robbie fell in behind me as I made my way up the stairs to the master bathroom. I started running the water in the tub, because I enjoyed soaking in a tub when I was home. When I was aboard ship there were only showers with, the pressure to save water and get out fast so other guys could shower. Robbie sat on the toilet. He was talking to me while I prepared the bath. Robbie asked, "Can I take a bath with you? I bath with my dad all of the time!" I felt an alarm go off in my head, "You bath and wash your dad?" Robbie said, "I do it all of the time. I can't be around daddy enough when he is not stationed aboard ship." I felt like this could be a mistake but my dick was in charge, "Okay! If you have seen him naked before, I guess it's alright." That said, we started stripping off our clothes. Robbie was impressed with the amount of body hair and my size. He commented on how much I was built like his father, and laughed. As I removed my Navy regulation underwear, Robbie saw the skid-marks on the seat of my underwear. Robbie said, "Me and dad check out each other's butt to make sure we get our butts clean, because Tammy yells at us when we dirty our underwear!" I said, "Well Chris doesn't yell at me about getting my underwear dirty." I helped him step in the tub before I got in. He wanted to wash me, so I let him. I also washed him. He stood up, and presented his privates for me to wash. I asked, "Are you sure you want me to wash that?" as I looked at his small penis. Robbie said, "Yeah...and don't use a rag, because it feels better!" That was a surprising comment. Would his father actually do that to him? I took the chance, and soaped up my hands, and proceeded to wash his little penis and scrotum, Robbie's little penis got stiff and hard quickly. Robby said, "Daddy says when it is hard you know it is clean." I said, "Alright!" He said, "It's your turn!" I felt a little caution warn me, "I can wash myself!" He asked, "Don't you trust me to get it clean...Daddy allows me to clean him all of the time." Reluctantly I rose in the water, and he grabbed the soap. He actually washed my balls and cock, but he was also jacking me off while doing so. I tried to interrupt his efforts by proclaiming that it was clean. He insisted that it had to get harder. After a few more stokes he said, "You're even bigger than dad. Your balls have reddish hair all over them." He chuckled before he said, "GREAT BALLS OF FIRE!" Then he said, "Let me wash your stinky-hole!" I was not sure he had said what I thought he had said. Robbie circled around behind me, and spread the cheeks of my ass. At first I recoiled from the intrusion but he moved with me. He said, "It had a lot of dirty hair around it." He used his soapy hand to wash my ass. He even stuck his finger into my hole. He announced that he was done. I sat back down in the water. That was when he stood up again and turned his back to me, and bent over at the waist. He even reached back and spread his own butt. I could see his little brown puckered hole. I had smelled a lot of grown men's asshole before, but I had never been presented with the butt of a boy before. I leaned forward so that I could smell the asshole of this child. The sweet smell of his ass made my cock throb. I set about washing his asshole. Robbie even asked me to stick my finger in him to ensure he was clean. His asshole was tight around my finger, but he didn't complain about the invasion. When I had played around long enough that even Robbie knew I was doing so because I liked what I was doing, I rinsed his butt off. We got out of the tub and while we were drying off, Ronnie asked, "Wanna jack off like dad showed me or do you want me to suck it like I do for dad?" That request was truly a shock to me. I had a hard time getting my head around the news that this boy was having sex with his father, just like I had had with my own father. I said, "I will have to think about that for awhile." He may have been disappointed with my response but he accepted my statement. He followed me into the master bedroom. I selected a fresh pair of regulation boxer shorts. I sat down on the bed to put my feet in the underwear, and Robbie moved in between my legs and placed his hands on my thighs before he took my cock into his mouth. I have to admit that it felt good, so I didn't resist. The little stinker even was able to deep-throat my cock. He was moaning in pure enjoyment. After a few minutes I said, "I am gonna cum!" I assumed he would stop sucking, and lift his head up to avoid getting a load of cum in the mouth, instead he sucked even harder. He stayed with it until I squirted my load into his mouth. He swallowed it all without missing a drop. When my balls were empty I picked him up and placed him on top of the bed. Then I took both his cock and balls into my mouth at the same time. I sucked him until he was begging me to let him rest. He was far too young to have a true climax. The way I was crouched over his body I was looking right between his legs. I could even see his little brown opening. I asked, "Has your dad ever done anything back here!" as I used my finger to play with his tight little asshole. Robbie said, "No...he has never had the time to do anything back there, other than lick it." (Praise be...a virgin boy ass...nothing better) I said, "We have all weekend, so there is no rush!" Robbie grinned and said, "No we don't!" The prospect of being the first person to have a crack at his ass had my cock sticking out like a flag pole. Any attempt to bend it down was not only resisted, it would spring back like coil spring. My only fear was his age. I had been fucked by my father when I was not much younger than Robbie, but I was not sure he was ready for an adult cock in his ass. I was reluctant to pursue my desire. He was definitely clean. I remembered all of the dirty cocks and assholes I had smelled over the years. Even a dirty asshole was very erotic to me, and made my cock hard. I finally decided, "It is late, we need some sleep, so in the morning we can talk about this some more." Robbie reluctantly said, "Okay!" and farted real loud. That was enough to make both of us laugh. He said, "I got 'a poop!" I said, "Well go poop, and then we can get some sleep." About ten minutes later I heard Robbie call out, "Charles...where is the toilet paper?" I went into the bathroom and said, "We must be out! Pull your underwear up, and let's get to bed. Tammy is not here, she won't see the stain!" He slowly stood up, and pulled up his tighty whities up. We went back to bed, and I said, "She'll never know about the stain in them." I kissed him, and we went to sleep. We had all weekend to do whatever we wanted, so I hid the toilet paper. I wanted his virgin asshole dirty more than anything. He was worried about his shit stained underwear. I assured him that I would give him a pair of my son's underwear before he had to go home, and he could leave his used underwear here. After we ate he had to poop again. I assured him that it would be okay to wear the soiled underwear all day. He didn't bring up the fact that he could go next door and get fresh underwear and toilet paper. It was a warm day, and his underwear was not only stained it was smelling rather ripe. My dick was leaking all day. He was rubbing his butt because the underwear was getting stiff. I knew his butt was going to be sweet when I was ready to use him. Robbie and I had been in our underwear all day. Eventually Robbie noticed the bulge in my underwear and the wet spot where I had been leaking pre-cum. We were sitting on the couch, and I had Robbie sit on a rubber mat to prevent him from staining the couch. I pulled the leg of my boxer's aside to show Robbie my hard cock. He said, "Great balls of fire!" again. I placed my hand on his back, and ran it down his back until I actually was slipping my hand inside his shorts. He even rolled his butt, so that I could cup his butt. I said, "Can I see your poop stained butt?" Robbie stood up with a big grin on his face. I pulled his underwear down. His little dick sprang up as soon as the elastic cleared it. I placed my hands on his butt, and turned him around. I used my thumbs to spread his butt cheeks. He leaned forward to present his shit attained ass for my inspection. I inhaled deeply to get a good whiff of the smell of his ass. I leaned forward, and put my nose against his brown stained skin at the same time I put my tongue on the seam of his little scrotum before I licked his ass all the way up to the dimple on the small of his back. When I had licked his butt almost clean I puckered up and kissed his asshole, before I stuck my tongue into his asshole. It was almost enough to make me cum in my underwear. Robbie was moaning in pure pleasure, as my tongue darted in and out of his asshole. I asked, "Does that feel good?" He said, "Yeah!" I asked, "Do you want to try something else?" His question was, "What?" I said, "Lay down on your tummy and I'll show you!" He did as I told him. I spit on my dick and spread it all over my seven and a half inches. I straddled his legs, and lined up my cock with his asshole. I told him, "Relax your ass, like you are pooping!" He did so, just as I pushed about 3 inches into his asshole. He complained, "It hurts! Please take it out!" I told him, "Relax more and it won't hurt!" He must have done as I asked, because the remainder of my cock slipped into his virgin hole. I held it there for awhile before I lifted my hips off of his ass. He was complaining, so I told him to wait a minute...it will get better. After a short time Robbie started lifting his butt up, driving my dick deep into his ass. I asked, "It feel better?" "Yeah!" he said. I said, "I'm going to fuck you now." Fuck him I did, when I was ready to cum I pulled out and told him, "Turn over and eat my cum!" Robbie rolled over, while I took a tight grip on my cock to prevent myself from cumming, until I got the head of my cock in his mouth. He swallowed my cum like it was honey. It was a thrill for me to clean his ass with my tongue and fuck my first boy. I must have fucked him a half dozen times before we had to clean up. He was one happy boy when he went home. That was the start of fucking him for at least four years. About a month later Bob came over, and told me that Robbie had told him about everything. He added that he was also fucking him whenever they got a chance. Even Bob and me got around to fucking and sucking each other while Robbie watched and took part. Robbie confessed that he had been sucking my son's cock even before he got in my pants. That led to the four of us having some enjoyable outings. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to whitewold999@icqmail.com