Date: Wed, 26 Mar 2003 03:40:55 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: DAD'S DIRTY LITTLE BOY 5

Disclaimer: This is just a story. It is out of my dirty and perverted
imagination. I guess, in some ways, it's 'wish fulfillment' because I
really wish I'd had a Dad like the one in this story and we'd done these
kind of things. But that wasn't my luck.

Anyway, if you don't like stories about boys and their Dad's having sex,
then what the fuck are you reading here for? And if the government where
you live thinks it has the right to tell you what you can read and what you
can't - fucking move someplace else!

This story is dedicated to: Jesse Fonda because I love him.

DAD'S DIRTY LITTLE BOY - PART 5
by RimPig (c) 2003

I woke up early the next morning needing to piss really bad. There's one
bad thing about drinking piss, it makes you need to piss twice as
often. Brian and Tommy were still dead asleep as I crept out of bed and to
the bathroom. I pissed and when I came out, I heard voices coming from the
kitchen. I snuck down the hall and listened to Dad and Steve.

"But what now?" Steve was saying when I finally got close enough to make
out the words.

"I guess that's kind of up to you." my Dad said. "I know what I want. I've
found you again and I don't want to let you go again."

"How do you think the boys are going to take this?" Steve asked.

"I don't know. Those two horndogs of yours seem just fine with it but, of
course, they don't live with you. Sport, may be a problem though." Dad
said, surprising me!

"What do you mean?" Steve asked.

"He's never known any real love except for me. His cunt of a mother didn't
want kids and didn't want anything to do with him. He knew it, too! You
can't hide somethin' like that from a kid.  'Course, he's been my whole
world since he was born. I love him more than anything. Except maybe
you. And that's the problem. He loves me, he sleeps with me, he makes love
with me. Oh, I can kid myself and think that it's just sex, just fun that
we're havin' with each other but I know he loves me and what he does with
me he does out of love." my Dad told Steve.

There were tears in my eyes from what I was hearing. Dad did understand! He
did know that I loved him and would do anything for him because I love
him. He just hadn't figured out how far I would go.

"So what do we do?" Steve asked my Dad.

"I don't know. I only know one thing. I still love you. I want you here, I
want you with me. But I can't have that at the expense of hurting my son. I
just won't do it." Dad said.

"That's why I've always loved you so much." Steve said softly. "I know you
couldn't. And I hope you know I would never ask it of you. You know that I
want to go to sleep every night in your arms and wake up in your arms every
morning but if we can't have that, I take whatever you can give me."

"You know I want the same thing." Dad said.

And then there was silence. I knew what I had to do. Even though I was
naked, it didn't matter, I walked into the kitchen to find Dad and Steve
naked as well and sitting at the kitchen table just staring down, not
looking at each other. They didn't even see me come in so when I spoke they
both jumped.

"Dad, I want Steve to move in." I said and they both turned to look at me
with shock on their faces.

"What are you talking about, son?" Dad asked.

"You know what I'm talking about. I heard you two talking. I'm sorry for
ease-dropping but you need to know something. I do love you, Dad. I love
you so much that I don't want to see you unhappy. You've loved Steve a long
time. It's only right that you two should be together." I said.

Dad was speechless but Steve wasn't.

"Your Dad's concerned that you'll be jealous of me being with him, getting
to sleep with him like you do now." Steve said.

"Steve, let me ask you something. Could you love me?" I said.

I think he was taken aback at first by what I realize now was a very blunt
question but I had to know. Instead of answering right away, Steve held out
his arms to me and I walked into his warm embrace. I noticed his scent
right away. I immediately loved it as much as my Dad's. Steve held me in
his arms and very quietly murmured to me.

"Of course I could love you. I love your Dad more than anything in the
world and you're a part of him. Besides, you're all the proof I needed that
your Dad still loved me." Steve said.

"How's that?" I asked.

"Well, haven't you noticed something that we have in common?" he asked.

"You mean..." I started.

"Yes. Our names. How do you think you got the name 'Steve'? Your Dad loved
me enough that he named his own son after me. So maybe you were a part of
me from the very beginning, Steve."  he smiled at me.

"Is that true, Dad? Did you name me for him?" I turned to look at my Dad.

"Yes, son. It's true. I loved him so much and even though I thought I'd
never see him again, I wanted his name around me. Are you mad at me for
doing that?" Dad asked.

"No! Why would I be? You loved me enough to name me after someone you
really loved." I said.  "So, are you gonna move in?" I asked, turning back
to Steve.

"You don't mind if I do?" Steve asked.

"No, I want you to!" I said.

"Uh-oh! I think you need to ask him 'why' he wants you to move in!" Dad
grinned.

"Okay." Steve asked puzzled. "Why do you want me to move in?" Steve asked
me.

"Well, my Dad loves you and he wants you to." I said.

"But that's not why you want me to." Steve said.

"Well..." I stammered.

"Could it be something to do with gettin' to play with two Dads?" My Dad
grinned.

I grinned back.

"Okay, there is that. But that's not the main reason!" I protested.

"Come here, son." Dad said holding out his arms.

Steve let me go and I rushed into my Dad's arms.

"I know you love me and I know you want to see me happy. I'm just yankin'
your chain. But, knowing you, you do have visions of takin' us both on,
don't you? Admit it, boy." Dad said.

"Well...yeah. Some ideas had crossed my mind for things we could all do
together." I admitted.

"Oh, fuck! Here comes the ideas again!" Dad laughed. "Steve, you'll quickly
find out that this is the kinkiest little boy you've ever met! Now, I'll
admit that his ideas are really 'hot' but where he gets them I sure don't
know!"

"Oh, I just figure the acorn doesn't fall far from the tree!" Steve
laughed.

"What do you mean?" Dad said in mock-indignation.

"I seem to remember things a little differently then you told little Steve
here. I remember that the suggestion that you piss on me came from you, not
from me." he said.

"Yeah but you were the one who thought about drinkin' my piss!" Dad
insisted.

"Oh, really. You mean I thought about it right about the time you were
sayin' 'open up and drink some of my hot piss!'? That's what I remember!"
Steve laughed.

"Well, we were both drunk! Who remembers shit like that!" Dad laughed.

"All this talk is makin' me horny!" Steve said and I looked down and his
cock was hard and waving in the air between his legs.

My cock got instantly hard, of course. I could feel Dad's gettin' hard
against me as well.

"Well, what should we do about that?" Dad grinned.

"Well...the rest of the boys are asleep. I guess we'll just have to take
this one to bed with us and fuck his brains out. What do you think?" Steve
asked grinning.

"Yeah, I guess we could ream out his boy-butt for a while." Dad said,
grinning as well.

"And I sure hope you both want your butts eaten!" I said grinning at my Dad
and my new Dad.

"Oh, I think that can be arranged." Steve assured me.

Dad picked me up and threw me over his shoulder like he always did and the
three of us headed to Dad's bedroom. He tossed me into the middle of the
bed and then Steve and he climbed into the bed on both sides of me. They
put there arms around each other and I was sandwiched between them. My Dad
kissed me deeply, letting me suck on his tongue and then Steve did the
same. It was thrilling to kiss both men. The Steve and Dad locked lips and
a deep kiss and I was all but blown away! I'd never seen two guys kiss
before! Every time, I was involved in the kiss.  This time I just watched
and it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I could clearly see how
deeply in love Dad and Steve were. I have to admit, it made tears come to
my eyes it was so beautiful. Finally, Dad and Steve broke their kiss and
looked at me. They both instantly became concerned.

"What's the matter, son?" my Dad asked. "Why are you crying?"

I'm sure they must have thought that they'd hurt me in some way by showing
how much they loved each other.

"Oh, Dad!" I quickly said. "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever
seen! Now I know how much you and Steve love each other."

It took a moment to sink in but then they both smiled at me and both leaned
down to lick the tears from my face.

"You've got a very tender heart." Steve murmured to me.

"I just hope it doesn't get broken." my Dad said.

"Oh, you don't know Brian like I do. His heart is just as tender. I don't
think he'd hurt little Steve for the world, Mike." Steve told my father.

"No, he wouldn't!" I insisted defending the boy I loved.

Both Dad and Steve smiled at me.

"You really love him, don't you?" Steve asked me.

"More than anything." I swore to him.

"You realize it's you and me all over again, Mike." Steve said to Dad.

"Yeah... well, I still think they're too young." Dad said.

"Oh, and just how old do you think we were?" Steve asked Dad.

"Older than they are!" Dad insisted.

"I was little Steve's age when I fell in love with you." Steve announced.

"You're kidding! You never said anything!" Dad said.

"And how would you have dealt with it if I had?" Steve looked at my Dad.

"Well...probably not very well." he admitted.

"Exactly why I waited all those years to tell you." Steve said. "I'm glad
little Steve and Brian have got this out in the open now. Maybe they will
make less of the mistakes that we did." Steve said.

"God! I hope so! I missed you so much for so long!" Dad said and he kissed
Steve again.

This time I watched with a grin on my face. It was so beautiful to watch
them but I knew now this was how Brian and I looked when we kissed. That
gave me this real warm feeling inside that I couldn't explain and didn't
need to.

When they broke the kiss, Steve was still nibbling with his teeth on Dad's
lower lip and they were looking into each other eyes. Their hardons,
however, were pressed against both of my sides. I reached down and began
stroking both of them. Dad and Steve moaned at the same time.

"Oh, Fuck! What are we gonna do with this little slut puppy that's crawled
into our bed?" Steve grinned at Dad while I continued to stroke both their
cocks.

"I guess we'll have to teach him a lesson about what you get for gettin' in
our bed!" Dad grinned back.

They pulled back a bit so that I could slide down in the bed and start
sucking on both of their cocks. I went from one to the other, licking and
sucking. They both produced lots of 'cock- honey' as my Dad told me to call
it. And I loved the taste of each of them. They were just slightly
different from each other, Dad's being a bit stronger tasting that Steve's
but they were both delicious. I had both men moaning as they kissed and
licked each other above me.

Suddenly they pulled apart and Steve grabbed me and sat me on his face and
began licking and sucking at my hole. God! He was good at it! His tongue
was working in and out of my hole and I was soon itching to have a hot,
hard cock up me!

Dad, in the mean time, leaned down and started sucking both my cock and
Steve's. He went back and forth between the two of us and then got up on
his knees, straddling Steve's hips. He put Steve's cock to his hole and sat
down on it, impaling himself. Then he reached up and put his hand around my
neck, pulling me down to where I could let his cock fuck my mouth while he
fucked himself up and down on Steve's cock. Steve kept his tongue in my
butt the whole time and I was soon writhing with the need to cum but Dad
had other ideas.

He pulled off Steve's cock who groaned into my ass. He pulled me off
Steve's face and turned me around so that my butt was to him. Steve got up
onto his knees and I was soon sandwiched between them again, only this
time, Dad's cock was shoved up my butt and Steve's cock was in my mouth. I
could taste Dad's ass on Steve's cock and I was moaning around it. I took
more and more of it into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. I
don't know what happened exactly. I guess all the saliva that had gathered
in my mouth really slicked up Steve's cock because I suddenly felt it
sliding right into my throat!  My nose it Steve's pubic hair and he
groaned.

"Fuck!" Steve moaned as his cock buried itself in my throat. "He's fuckin'
deep throating me!"

Dad must have looked down because I heard him above me.

"Fuckin' shit! He sure the fuck is! He ain't never been able to do that
with my cock!" Dad said.

Steve started really fucking my mouth, going in and out of my throat. It
felt incredible! I loved the feeling of having my mouth fucked just like my
ass and I especially loved being fucked from both ends at once by my Dad
and Steve. They soon were both pounding into me in a rhythm that had them
both thrusting in my ass and throat at the same time and withdrawing at the
same time. I felt them lean together and kiss as they moaned into each
other's mouth. I figured that both of them were gonna cum and soon. I knew
I was ready! In fact, I came first, moaning around Steve's cock while my
ass was clenching down on Dad's dick. This set both of them off and I felt
Dad filling my butt with cum at the same time that Steve was sending his
ball-juice straight down my throat into my stomach! He finally pulled back
some so that I did get to taste his cum. It was real sweet, not salty at
all. I loved it!

Steve and Dad lay down on the bed with me between them. They were laying on
their backs and I was on my stomach. They each had their arms thrown back
over their heads and I was in scent heaven! I was pushing my nose into each
of their hairy armpits, snorting as much of their ripe, sweaty scent as I
could. Steve looked down at me and over at my Dad. My Dad laughed.

"I forgot to tell you.  He's really into man-smells! Hates for me to take a
shower. Says he'd rather lick all the funk off my body himself." Dad
laughed.

"Well, I like the same thing. You know that! I'll be more than happy to
keep myself nice and ripe for him." Steve said and I smiled up at him.

"He love's ass the best, though." Dad said. "Be sure and keep that nice and
ripe for him as well."

"No problem. Seems it's not gonna be too hard to keep him happy." Steve
said grinning.

"Nah! Just fuck him at least once a day, give him your piss and let him
smell and lick your butt.  He'll be just fine!" Dad said, rolling over and
hugging me to him.

"Think you got me all figured out, huh?" I said.

"Oh, That's right!" Dad said looking over at Steve. "He has to have at
least daily contact with that son of yours. Seems my boy thinks the sun
rises and sets on Brian."

"That's okay." Steve said. "Little Steve is right because I think the sun
rises and sets on his Dad."

And saying this, Steve leaned over and he and my Dad kissed. Then Steve
leaned down and gave me a very deep kiss and let me suck on his tongue. I
moaned into his mouth.

"Well, now you've done it! You got him started again!" Dad said to Steve
and pointed down to my crotch were my cock was hard again.

"What are we gonna do with him?!" Steve laughed.

"Well, I've got an idea. You roll over on your belly and spread your legs."
Dad said to Steve who did so.

Dad then got between Steve's legs and buried his face in Steve's butt. He
took a couple of deep licks through Steve's ass-trench and then turned to
me.

"How about fuckin' my ass, boy, while I eat this hot butt?" Dad grinned at
me.

He didn't have to ask twice. I got behind Dad and buried my face in his
butt. Soon we were all moaning as we ate butt or got our's eaten. I finally
raised up and spreading Dad's legs further, shoved my hard cock in his
hole. I loved the feeling of Dad's ass! It was so hot and wet. He squeezed
his hole around my cock and it felt so good. I started fucking him real
slow and easy, watching him bury his face in Steve's butt and listening to
him suck and slobber all over Steve's hole. He didn't fool me for a bit. He
wanted me to fuck him to get his dick hard again and then he was gonna fuck
the shit outa Steve. I was only too happy to oblige!

I soon began really pounding my cock in and out of Dad's ass as hard and
fast as I could go. He grunted a few times as my cock grazed his
'joy-button' and then I was cumming in his butt. As I pulled out, Dad moved
up the bed and pulled Steve's hips up so that he was on his hands and
knees. I watched in awe as Steve's butt swallowed my Dad's cock in one long
thrust. I decided to help out and got underneath Steve on my back and took
his hard cock into my mouth. He started fucking my face like Dad was
fucking his ass. I noticed that with my mouth open and my neck relaxed as I
lay there, it was even easier to take Steve's cock into my throat.

Steve leaned down and pulled my legs back while I was sucking on my cock
and proceeded to bury his face in my butt. He was giving my but a real
workout! Sucking on my hole and shoving his tongue as far up it as he could
get. He began fucking my ass with his tongue as his cock started to spew
cum down my throat. Dad hadn't even started to get off yet and he'd already
made Steve cum once. I was sure there would be another load for me soon.

I could hear Dad start to grunt finally and knew he was gettin' close to
lettin' go of another load up Steve's butt. Steve lowered my legs and took
my cock in his mouth. From the reaming my throat was taking from his cock,
I knew he was close, too. I relaxed and my throat opened further and Steve
fucked my throat just like it was my ass. His hot mouth around my cock was
making me crazy and the tingling in my balls told me I was about to cum. At
that moment I watched my Dad slam his cock into Steve's ass and hold it
there. I knew he was dumping his load of cum deep inside Steve's ass. At
the same time, I felt Steve's cock swell in my throat and felt each shot of
his cum as it went down my throat. That's all it took for me and my cock
throbbed in Steve's mouth while I had an orgasm in his hot wetness.

Again, we all collapsed on the bed. I recovered first and got up on my
knees and looked down at my two "Dads".

"So? Anybody gotta piss?" I asked, grinning at them.

"I think this boy needs a shower. What do you say?" Dad asked Steve.

"Oh, definitely. A nice hot shower!" Steve said.

Dad got up off the bed, grabbed me and threw me back over his muscular
shoulder and he and Steve marched me out to the garage where Dad set me
down in the middle of the shower. He and Steve stood over me playin' with
their cocks and I immediately got down on my knees, knowing what was coming
next. Their streams started at all most the same time and I was quickly
covered with all their hot, steamy piss! I loved it! I kept goin' back and
forth, drinking from both of them while their hot piss rained down on me. I
was drenched and smellin' like piss by the time they stopped and my thirst
had been somewhat slaked. I loved every minute of it.

Then Dad, Steve and I showered together and then Dad and Steve went into
the kitchen to make breakfast. They sent me to wake Brian and Tommy. I went
in and woke Tommy first and sent him off to the bathroom to piss. Then I
crawled in bed and put my head under the covers. As I expected, Brian had a
hardon so I started slowly sucking on it. It didn't take long for him to
wake up and his hands were stroking my head and back.

"Umm! That feels really good!" Brian said, his voice husky with sleep.

I stopped sucking him and came up and kissed him.

"Our Dad's are cooking breakfast and want us there." I said.

"Can't you finish me off first." Brian pleaded.

"Yeah, I won't leave you horny, babe." I smiled.

I went back down on him and it wasn't two minutes and I could feel Brian's
cock trembling in my mouth as he orgasmed. Then I pulled off and looked
down at him.

"I think your Dad's gonna live here with my Dad." I said.

"Your fuckin' kiddin' me, right?" Brian said, suddenly sitting up in bed.

"Nope. They slept together last night and I found them talking this
morning. They're back in love again." I said.

"What about you and me?" Brian said, putting his arms around me and kissing
my neck.

"They're completely cool about it. Your Dad is real happy about us falling
in love." I said.

"Yeah, I got that message from him, too. What about your Dad?" he asked.

"He's doin' okay. He'll get more used to it the more that we're around
him." I said.

We went into breakfast and Dad and Steve talked to all of us about what was
going to happen.  Brian was fine with it and so was Tommy. This meant that
they could see their Dad every day, so they were really happy. I, of
course, was really happy. After Steve took Tommy and Brian home and moved
in, I would have two Dad's to play with.

That afternoon, Tommy decided he wanted to go and play with some of his
friends who lived down the street. After he left, Steve pulled me aside and
told me that he would like some time alone with my Dad and asked if I
minded. I told him that was fine with me because I wanted time alone with
Brian. Steve smiled at this and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"I'm so happy that you and Brian found each other. You two go and have
fun." Steve said.

I found Brian in the den watching TV. I explained that his Dad and my Dad
wanted some time alone. I suggested that, with Tommy out of the way, this
would give us time alone as well. His face lit up and he all but dragged me
to my room. We were naked and in bed in moments. Brian was on top of me and
we were kissing each other deeply while our horny cocks were rubbing up
against each other. It was then that Brian gave me a pleasant shock.

"I want you to fuck me." he said, his voice clearly betraying his
horniness.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Fuck, yeah, I'm sure! I love it when you eat it! I've been wanting you to
do it but I didn't want a crowd around. You understand, don't you?" he
asked.

"Don't want to get fucked in front of little brother?" I asked.

"Yeah, something like that. I just want this to be between you and me." he
said. "I don't want to be fucked by anybody else but you. I want this to be
our secret. Okay?"

"I understand. You know I'll do anything you want." I told him.

"Good, then get down there and eat my fuckin' ass and then fuck me!" he
grinned.

Brian laid down on his stomach and I got behind him and started eating his
butt. Other than my Dad's butt, I loved Brian's hole more than anybody's. I
loved the scent of it, the taste of it. I loved the fact that it was smooth
and hairless. Not that I minded that Dad's ass was hairy. That seemed to
fit him. And Brian being smooth seemed to fit him. I don't know any other
way to explain it.

Luckily, Dad had brought home a 2nd bottle of lube and poppers to keep in
my room. I would have not wanted to go knock on Dad's bedroom door and
disturb him and Steve and then, on top of it, explain why I needed lube and
poppers. After all, Dad knew I didn't need them to take Brian's cock up my
butt. This would have been an announcement that I was going to fuck Brian -
exactly what he didn't want.

I got Brian's butt really wet with my mouth and then started lubing it up
with my finger. I slid my first finger in his butt and he groaned.

"Are you okay?" I asked, not knowing if the groan was one of pleasure or
pain.

"Fuck, yeah!" Brian said. "That feels really good!"

I used my finger to play around in his hole for a while. Brian got to where
he was moving his ass around and trying to get my finger in him deeper. I
thought it was time to add a second finger so I pulled out of his butt and
lubed up two of my fingers and poured some more lube on his hole. I slowly
slid the two fingers up him. There was a little resistance at first but I
told him the trick about pushing down with his ass muscles like he was
gonna shit and his hole opened right up.

Brian started moaning again as I played around in his hole with my two
fingers. I bent them both down and felt for his 'joy button'. It wasn't so
easy to find. It wasn't near as big as my Dad's. But I eventually did
because all of a sudden, Brian went rigid and moaned loudly.

"Fuck! What the fuck was that!?" he exclaimed.

"Dad calls it a guy's 'joy button'. Feels really good doesn't it?" I said.

"Fuck, I thought I was gonna fuckin' cum!" Brian said.

"That's how you make me cum when you fuck me! You rub mine up in my ass
with your cock." I told him.

"I know I rub against something hard that kinda sticks out up inside you,
is that it?" Brian asked.

"Yep! That's it." I replied.

"Fuck, why didn't you tell me it felt this good!" Brian asked.

"I tried to but unless you've experienced it, it's hard to describe." I
told him.

I played for a while, running my two fingers in and out of his ass and then
added a third finger.  Again, Brian's virgin hole put up some small
resistance but he was soon moaning in pleasure and pushing back on my three
fingers, trying to get them as far up his ass as he could. I decided the
time had come for me to shove my cock in there.

"Brian, roll over onto your back. I want to see your face while I fuck
you." I said.

Brian not only complied, he grabbed his knees and pulled them back to his
chest so that I had a clear shot at his virgin butt. I lubed up my cock
really well and then re-lubed his hole. I put my cock at the opening to his
body and put pressure on his hole. It resisted some but Brian pushed down
with his muscles and my cock slid into his butt. Before I knew it, all of
my five inches was buried in his hot, wet hole. He was tight! A lot tighter
than Dad! I love the feel of his smooth ass- chute clenched around my
cock. I looked down and the look on Brian's face was one of pure bliss. I
could tell he loved having my cock buried in his butt as much as I loved
having it there.

I started out slowly. I only moved my cock in and out of his hole about two
inches. I let him get used to the feeling. As I began to pull back farther
and to shove it in harder, he began to groan.

"Oh, yeah! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Fuck! It feels so fuckin' good!" he
moaned.

I grinned down at him and he reached up and pulled gently on my tits. My
cock got even harder and I started really slamming his ass. The harder and
faster I went, the more he seemed to love it!  I could feel his 'joy
button' getting harder and harder as my cock slide over it. I knew I
couldn't last long but wanted to get him off before I got off. I was really
pounding away at his butt when suddenly, I felt his whole tunnel clench
around my cock and he was crying out, almost in wonder.

"Fuck! I'm cummin'! I'm cummin'!" he cried

Then the most amazing thing happened! Suddenly, from the head of his cock,
several drops of pale white, milky stuff came shooting out and landed on
his belly. We both looked down in amazement! Brian had shot his first load
from me fucking him! We were both grinning at each other like it was the
most momentous happening in the history of the world! Well, it was - in our
world together. Brian was truly on the road to being a man and I was the
one who caused it!

My cock was still hard and still up his butt. I wanted to cum but decided
that I didn't want to cum right then. I slowly slid my cock out of his ass
and leaned over and licked up the drops of cum with my tongue. I then moved
up Brian's body until my face was above his. Brian reached up and put his
arms around me and pulled me down until our mouth's locked together and we
shared his cum. The taste was very mild and sweet, not salty at all. My
heart was full to bursting and sharing this moment with this boy that I
loved so much.

"You haven't gotten off." Brian murmured to me as we broke the kiss.

"I know. I thought you might like to do that for me. I'd love your second
load of cum to go up my ass." I said.

"You got it!" he smiled.

We rolled over so that Brian was on top of me. I could feel his already
hard cock poking at me. I spread my legs and wrapped them around his hips
and his cock was poking at my hole. I wanted him inside me really badly! I
think Brian realized this because he pulled up and sat back on his
heels. He grabbed the lube while I pulled my legs back and he lubed up my
hole and his cock. He put his cock to my hole and slid all the way inside
me with one push. God! It felt so good to have his cock in me. I loved
fucking him, but I loved it more when he fucked me.

Brian grabbed my ankles and started riding my ass. He soon established a
rhythm and an angle where his cock was rubbing against my 'joy button' with
every stroke he made. Sometime, when he pulled out until just the head of
his cock was in my ass and then jammed his cock back in all the way, his
cockhead actually slammed directly into my 'joy button' causing me to see
stars and pleasure to shoot through my body with such force that I actually
trembled from it. I was in heaven! Brian was building my orgasm with his
cock and I knew it was not going to be long.

Brian, too, was well on his way to a second orgasm and I could hear his
groans of pleasure as his cock pummeled my hole. Suddenly, my orgasm hit
and I knew that my ass was locking down on his cock and I could feel his
cock trembling as Brian shot his load in my ass at the same time. I truly
hoped, though we couldn't see it, that some of his cum was going into my
ass. It was emotionally very meaningful to me to think of taking that
special part of Brian inside of me.

Brian collapsed on top of me and I held him in my arms, kissing him and
licking any part of his body I could reach. When he'd regained his breath,
he kissed me deeply and slowly pulled his cock from my ass. I rose up and
took it in my mouth and cleaned it off for him. I thought I could taste a
trace of cum on it and I thrilled at the taste.

We lay in each other arms, slowly making out and making love to each other
for another couple of hours. Then we heard our Dad's moving around in the
house and decided we would go and tell them the wonderful news. We found
them sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee. I guess the grins on our faces
when we walked in, hand-in-hand, kind of clued them to the fact that
something was up.

"Ok, so what's up with you two?" My Dad grinned. "You both look like the
cat who ate the canary!"

"More like the cat that licked up the cream." I grinned at Dad.

"Oh?" Steve said. "So what's up guys?"

Brian and I grinned at each other and I nodded at him to go on and tell
them but he blushed and got shy and told me to tell them.

"Ok, one of you tell us what's up!" Dad said.

"Well...it's just that Brian came." I said.

"What kind of news is that? Brian's been having orgasms as long as we've
been playing." Dad said.

"No! You don't understand! Brian CAME!" I repeated.

"Oh, Fuck!" Steve exclaimed finally getting it.

He got up and went over to Brian and took him in his arms.

"Oh, son! I'm so proud of you! This is a great day, the day you really
begin the process of becoming a man! We have to celebrate this! Let's all
go out to dinner!" Steve exclaimed.

"Well, I'll be fucked! Congratulations, Brian!" said my Dad, hugging Brian
and I together.  "That's quite a milestone, son."

Later on, Brian and I discussed it and we had both noticed that this was
the first time that my Dad had ever called him 'son'.

"I take it you witnessed this event?" Steve grinned at me.

"Not only witnessed it, but tasted it, too!" I grinned back.

"I'm sure it made it very special for Brian because it was you two together
when it happened." he beamed at both of us.

Brian and I looked at each other and smiled.

"Yes, it did." Brian said, finally finding his voice.

"Look out Mike, our boys are growing up!" Steve said, hugging my Dad who
kissed his lover.

We did go out to dinner that night and celebrate Brian taking this step
towards manhood. Tommy couldn't understand what all the fuss was about but
wasn't about to miss a chance to eat out.  Then we all went back to the
house and we all played together and both Steve and my Dad got to see and
tasted Brian's cum. Each time he came, it seemed to get thicker and greater
in volume.  Steve sent Tommy to bed early and the four of us went out to
the garage and played in the shower together. At one point, Steve and I
were both on our knees drinking piss - me from Brian and him from my
Dad. In mid-stream, you might say, we switched so I could drink Dad and
Steve could taste his son's load of piss for the first time. Finally, Dad
and Brian watched while Steve and I got into a sixty-nine position and
drank piss from each other's cocks at the same time. Then Brian and Dad
fucked the hell out of us as Steve and I sucked each other's cocks. When we
finally went to bed, Brian and I were too spent to do anything but kiss
each other and curl up in each other's arms and go to sleep.

That's the way things went for a couple of years. During the week, Brian
would come over every day and we would either have sex with Tommy or, if he
went to another friend's house - as he often did - we made love to each
other. When our Dad's got home, Brian would spend time with Steve and I
would spend time with my Dad - usually out in the shower in the garage - or
we'd all play together.

On the weekends, Brian and Tommy would live at our house and there were
many couplings and group activities. We all watched as Tommy lost his
cherry to Brian, then to me, then to his Dad and finally to my Dad all in
one weekend. He was one sore but very happy boy by Monday!  Nobody said
anything about Brian's cherry, however, until one day, Steve and I were
talking.

"You've fucked Brian, haven't you?" Steve asked.

I froze. I promised Brian I wouldn't tell anybody. I guess Steve saw my
reluctance.

"Oh, I understand now. Brian doesn't want anybody to know! Why not?" he
asked.

"Brian doesn't want anybody to fuck him but me." I said.

"Oh, then him letting you fuck him is like a bond between you two?" Steve
asked.

"Yes, I guess you could say that. It is something that only the two of us
share." I said.

"I think that's beautiful. I just was concerned because I didn't want Brian
not experiencing the phenomenal feeling of being fucked by another guy. Now
that I know he has, I'm very happy it was you." he smiled and kissed me.

"You aren't mad?" I asked.

"Mad? Why would I be mad?" Steve asked.

"Brian was afraid you'd be angry because you might have wanted to be the
first one to fuck him."  I said.

"Nonsense! Brian has the right to choose who he wants to fuck him. I never
felt like it was my job to 'break him in'. I would have if he asked but he
didn't. I knew he would find someone to do it.  I'm glad he had someone to
do it who loves him as much as you do." Steve said.

"I'll tell you a secret, but you have to swear not to tell Brian I told
you." I said.

"My lips are sealed forever!" Steve smiled at me. "Cross my heart and hope
to die!"

"We knew that Brian had cum for the first time because it happened the
first time I fucked him." I said.

"You mean you're the one who fucked his first load out of him?!" Steve
exclaimed. "Well, then you're to be congratulated as well! Good job!" Steve
grinned and hugged me.

"Steve..." I said quietly while he hugged me.

Steve pulled his face back and looked into mine.

"What is it, kiddo?" he asked.

"I want you to know, I really do love you." I said softly.

"Ahh, Stevie, I love you so very, very much. I love you as much as I love
Tommy and Brian. And almost as much as I love your Dad. You don't know how
happy you telling me that makes me feel!" Steve said.

"As happy as it makes me to know that you love me." I said and then we
kissed.

After about two years, Brian and Tommy's mother found another guy and
wanted to get married.  The only problem was, he didn't want anything to do
with her kids. So Tommy and Brian came to live with Dad, Steve and me
full-time! The house was crowed for a few months but then Dad and Steve
bought another house together. This one had three bedrooms. It had two
'master bedrooms' with their own bathroom. Dad and Steve took one and they
gave Brian and me the other one. Tommy thought he was so lucky to have a
room of his own. He didn't realize how incredibly happy it made Brian and
me to have a room together where we could go and spend time with each other
without having little brothers or fathers bothering us. Dad and Steve were
real protective of our privacy and Tommy quickly learned that it wasn't
worth the wrath of either my Dad or his to disturb us. On our part, Brian
and I were very respectful of my Dad and his Dad's privacy. Which brings up
the whole problems with names.

We had a family meeting one night to decide what we were going to call our
Dads. I had been calling Steve by his first name and there was a suggestion
that we all call each other by our first names. But that brought up the
problem that Steve and I had the same name so that would cause
confusion. Finally it was Brian who came up with the best suggestion.

"Why don't we just call both of you 'Dad'?" he said.

"Well, won't you guys get confused about which one?" my Dad asked him.

"What does it matter?" Brian said innocently, expressing all our
feelings. "You're both our Dads."

Steve and my Dad looked at each other and smiled.

"He's right, you know." Steve said to my Dad.

"Yeah. He certainly is." Dad smiled

And so we called both of our parents 'Dad'. This eventually led to the fact
that there was absolutely no difference in how they treated us. If we
needed disciplining, which ever Dad was around did it. And there was no
appealing the 'sentence' to our other Dad! We grew up as the three most
well loved boys that ever lived, I think.

I'm twenty-four now. Brian is twenty-eight. We're still together. We are
still very much in love with each other and with our Dads. We still live at
home with them and, yes, they are still together and very much in love. And
yes, we still love having sex with our Dads whenever we all get horny. In
fact, for those of you who are interested, the first time I shot a load of
cum (when I was 12) it was in Brian's mouth while Dad was fucking me and
Steve was sitting on my face and I was eating his ass. As you can guess, we
all had a taste of my first load from Brian's mouth and we went out to
dinner to celebrate. Tommy's first load, on the other hand, we found
dripping out of my ass a few weeks later. I liked everybody taking a taste
of it while I sucked some of it off Tommy's dripping cock!

Brian and I both became carpenters and we work with my Dad who became a
contractor. Tommy took a little different path. He became a Marine. He
also, when he hit puberty, decided he was bi- sexual. Brian says that his
brother is really a slut who will fuck anything that walks upright and
maybe a few things that walk on all fours! Tommy is a handsome devil who
never has trouble finding bed partners and is always willing for a group
fuck with the four of us when he's home.

And every so often, when we come home from the job site, Dad and I, just
the two of us, will go out to the garage where he built a replica of the
shower and toilet we had in the first house and Dad and I will take a
'shower' together, just like we always did because, to my Dad, I will
always be his "dirty little boy"!

The End of DAD'S DIRTY LITTLE BOY

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