Date: Thu, 16 Mar 2017 12:08:17 -0400
From: GH Jock <ghjock8@gmail.com>
Subject: Helping My Step-Son - Chapter 16

Helping My Step-Son

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Disclaimer: This story is fictitious and any resemblance to persons living
or dead is pure coincidence. This story depicts acts of physical intimacy
between male adults and adolescents, some of whom are related to one
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This chapter took me a long time to write. My apologies to those of you who
anxiously waiting for it. I hope it was worth the wait!

Chapter 16

After we left the diner, we headed over to the cycling shop to tune up
Beth's bike. She enjoyed the occasional Spin class, but she hadn't ridden
her own bike in months. Luckily the attendant was willing to do a rush job
on the tune up so she could join the ride the following day.

The sisters then went shopping while we guys hung out at the house. We
spent the afternoon in the living room watching movies on demand. I sat in
my reclining chair, while Keith sat on the couch and Jeremy lay on the
floor. He was on his stomach, with his ass pointed my way. I spent most of
the afternoon staring at my step-son's round butt cheeks. He occasionally
reached back to scratch an itch or to adjust his shorts. I knew these
actions weren't innocent. The boy had never lain at the foot of my chair
like that. The little tease knew I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes off his
ass.

At one point, while Jeremy had stepped out of the room, I tried to get
Keith to talk about the diner. I wanted to determine what he knew about the
glory holes. Despite my best efforts, my brother-in-law revealed
nothing. It wasn't clear to me if he was unaware of what went on in the
men's room at the truck-stop, or if he simply was carefully avoiding the
subject. All I could get out of him was that he ate at the diner every time
he went on a bike ride in our area, which he did a couple times a month. I
accepted that I might never know anything else.

The rest of the day was uneventful. We went to bed early, as the cyclists
needed to get up at the crack of dawn the following morning. Several times
during the night, I was tempted to visit Jeremy, but I resisted. It was too
risky with guests in the house. I could wait. Jer and I would have several
hours to enjoy each other's company the next day while everyone else was on
the bike ride.

The following morning, as Beth was getting dressed for the ride, she began
arguing with me. She had assumed Jeremy and I would go to the ride with
them. But I scoffed at the idea, pointing out that it wasn't a race, so she
didn't need us standing on the sideline cheering her on. Later I would
wonder if I would have acted differently, if Jeremy and I hadn't had plans
with Officer Pfeiffer. But at that moment, it seemed perfectly logical for
us to stay behind and to meet up with them when they were done.

My angry wife, along with her sister and brother-in-law, left the house by
8:30 a.m. As soon as their cars were safely down the street, Jeremy and I
lay on the couch and held one another. We were both excited about what we
were preparing to do.

I looked into his gray eyes and stroked his cheek, "Remember, Jer. If you
get uncomfortable at any point, just let me know. I will end it right
then. I want this to be fun for you, not stressful or awkward."

Jer gently pinched a nipple through the fabric of my shirt. "It's going to
be fun! And I hope you can talk with Nick about Minister Bryce."

"I will," I responded. Then I jumped off the couch and started nervously
arranging things. I had never hosted a sexual gathering before. I was
unsure how to do so. And a tiny voice in the back of my head was trying to
make me feel guilty for doing it at all. I was having second thoughts about
doing this in my house. Beth's house. I hadn't felt like a cheating husband
until that point. I had rationalized my behavior of the last week by
telling myself it would only be cheating if I fooled around with another
woman. With men, it was just getting off. No threat to what Beth and I had.

But as I nervously paced the living room, I began to wonder if this was all
wrong. I had gone from having only one sex partner – my wife – to
having sex with multiple guys. And at any moment, I would be experiencing a
four-way in our house. Among my nervous, guilty thoughts, a bit of humor
appeared. I wondered how many people you needed in order to call a sexual
gathering an orgy? Was it four? Five? Six? Perhaps I should look that
question up sometime. It was important for me to know exactly what I was
guilty of. I chuckled nervously as I considered that.

I pulled out sheets and towels, placing them at the ready in case the
encounter threatened to get messy. If things went as expected, there would
be plenty of saliva, lube, pre-cum and cum flowing.

I heard Nick's car pull into the driveway and my heart began to race. I
felt a mixture of fear and excitement. I was afraid that I was making a big
mistake and that I should call it off right then. We could cut out the sex
part and still try to talk to the officer about the minister's
situation. But I was also excited. Excited about sharing Jeremy with
another man and excited about Nick sharing me with his boy of the day.

Jeremy and I watched through the window as Nick and his friend stepped out
of the car. As soon as I saw the two guys I was about to have sex with, I
made up my mind. I momentarily suppressed the fearful thoughts and allowed
only the excited ones to remain.

Nick, the burly cop, was looking as sexy as ever in a tight-fitting white
t-shirt and snug blue jeans. He had a laptop bag hanging over his shoulder.

Nick's young friend looked like an older version of my adorable little
nephew – Ryan's son Aaron. He was probably 14 or 15 years old and stood
around 5'10" tall. He had bright red hair and white freckled skin. The hair
was clipped short on the sides, but left longer and curly on the top. He
was dressed in a baggy soccer uniform that covered a tall skinny young
body. His thick red eye brows, bright blue eyes and the peach fuzz he was
trying to play off as a goatee, were all sexy additions to this teenager's
look.

I said to Jeremy, "He looks just like Aaron, doesn't he?"

My step-son gasped and he grabbed my hand, "Yeah, but I know him. He goes
to my school. His name is Chris and he's a year behind me."

I squeezed his hand and asked, "Do you still want to do this? We can call
it off now, if you don't want him to know about you."

Jeremy leaned his head against my shoulder, "No, I'm fine. I just don't
want him to know we're actually step-dad and step-son."

I gave him a gentle nudge, "Go turn over all the family pictures. We'll
stay downstairs, so you just have to worry about the ones down here."

I opened the door when they reached the porch, "Good morning, guys."

Nick and I shook hands as the cop said, "Good morning, Mr. Nelson. This is
my son, Chris."

He had called me `Mr. Nelson" again. He had also referred to the boy as his
son. Was Nick always in roleplay mode? I wondered how he could keep up the
stories of all the guys he hooked up with.

I extended my hand, "Nice to meet you, Chris. Come on in."

As they stepped through the doorway, Jeremy appeared at my side. He said,
"Hey, Nick. Hey, Chris."

The red-headed boy's eyes opened wide. He looked up at me, then at Nick,
then back at Jeremy. "Hey, Jeremy. Uh..."

There was an awkward silence as everyone assessed the situation. I shut the
door while waiting for someone to say something.

After a few moments, Nick placed a hand on Chris's back and said, "I didn't
realize you boys knew each other."

Chris responded, "We go to the same school." He then asked Jeremy, "Is he
your real father?"

My step-son answered, "Is Officer Pfeiffer yours?"

I suppressed a grin. Jeremy had avoided the question while appearing to
answer it.

Chris gave him a conspiratorial smile, "Today he is."

Nick lowered his hand to the red-head's butt, gave it a squeeze and said,
"You got that right, boy."

We stepped into the living room and Jer asked, "Hey Dad, do you and Nick
want something to drink?"

I stared at him in disbelief for a few moments. Jeremy had never called me
`Dad' before. It warmed my heart to hear that. And even though he had said
it while we were involved in some complicated roleplaying situation, it
nonetheless felt great to hear him call me that. I placed my arm over his
shoulder and replied, "Yeah, Son. How about some of my favorite
vodka-lemonade?"

He smiled up at me. I imagined that he liked hearing me call him `Son' as
much as I liked hearing him call me `Dad.'

Nick suggested that Chris help Jer with the drinks and the two boys headed
to the kitchen in silence. I watched them walk away and I imagined the
discomfort they must have been feeling. They were schoolmates and probably
never had revealed to one another that they were gay. It couldn't have been
easy to be outed in such an odd way and then to be expected to have sex
with one another right afterward. If they came back with our drinks and
Jeremy gave me any indication he didn't want to fool around with Chris, I
was prepared to end the situation right then and there. I didn't want
Jeremy to feel he was being forced to have sex with anyone. The odd dynamic
with the boys was adding to my growing apprehension about the situation.

I gestured for Nick to sit down on the couch. "Thanks for not using my real
last name. I appreciate it."

He placed his laptop bag on the floor then sat down and spread his legs. I
noticed the big bulge in his snug jeans. Even soft, the man's cock was
huge. He said, "No problem. I want to avoid any issues for you down the
road. Chris thinks you two are just like him and me – a man and a boy
who enjoy acting like father and son. If you want to tell him the truth
later, that will be your choice. But I figure it's safer to pretend that it
is all an act. Most especially now that we found out the boys actually know
each other."

I nodded thoughtfully. I had been worried about letting yet another person
know about my incestuous relationship with Jeremy. Pretending it was just
an act definitely was going to make me more comfortable.

"So where's your wife?" Nick glanced at the pink furry slippers underneath
the coffee table.

"She went on a bike ride. Big 5-town ride. She'll be gone for several
hours." I sat down on the far end of the couch.

Nick scratched his furry chin and said, "Chris's mom thinks he has a soccer
game today. He and I have a few hours." He looked around the room and said,
"I'm surprised you asked us to come here. I don't think I'd have the balls
to invite anyone to my home."

I sighed, "Yeah, I know it's risky. But I have no other place to go."

He gave me an understanding nod, "I hear ya."

We sat quietly for a few moments, not sure what to say to each other. Nick
then asked, "Mind if I put a movie on? It will help set the mood."

I assumed it was porn and suddenly wondered if Jer had ever watched a dirty
movie. I had a fleeting impulse to say he couldn't put it on. I needed to
be a good father in some aspects, didn't I? But then I remembered all the
pics of men's room action on Jer's phone. He had made his own porn while at
the park. What harm could there be in letting him see some he hadn't made?
Plus, I was curious to see it myself.

I consented, "Sure, the DVD player is right here." I stood up, walked over
to the entertainment center and opened the door.

He shook his head as he took the laptop out of his bag. "It's on an
encrypted thumb drive. I have to open it on my laptop and project it onto
the TV screen."

I had no idea how to help him do that. Luckily, after several minutes of
wishing the kids were there to help us, we figured it out. Then the video
appeared on the screen.

The movie was an amateur one, filmed with a handheld device, very possibly
a phone. Two naked teenage boys were on their knees in front the man
holding the camera. He was dressed in a policeman's uniform. The boys were
smiling up at him as they caressed his cock through his pants. The boys
pulled out the cop's big uncut dick and sucked it, passing it back and
forth between each other over the next several minutes.

I glanced over at Nick. He had a huge smile on his face. I asked, "Is that
you?"

He nodded, "Yeah. Sure is."

I placed my hand on my chubbing cock, "Hot."

At that moment, the boys appeared from the kitchen with our drinks in their
hands. Chris had stripped down to his jockstrap, while Jeremy was still
fully dressed. My chubbing cock began to soften. Despite being turned on by
the video and by the appearance of a nearly naked teenage boy, my anxiety
had returned. I wasn't sure what had prompted Chris to get undressed so
quickly, but it was clear that Jeremy was not feeling the same urgency. I
wondered how uncomfortable my step-son felt standing next to his
jockstrap-clad schoolmate. I searched his face for any indication that he
wanted me to save him from his discomfort.

Before he could look at me, Jeremy became distracted by the video on the
screen. He audibly gasped as soon as his mind made sense of what he was
seeing. Chris turned to see what had made Jer gasp. He nodded and grinned,
clearly unsurprised by seeing the homemade porno.

Jeremy, his eyes glued to the screen, walked around to my side of the couch
and handed me my drink.

I was moving in slow motion, so it took me a few seconds to take the glass
from his hand.

Jeremy sensed my hesitation and whispered, "Are you OK?"

I looked into his eyes and responded, "Are you?" My personal anxiety was
much less important to me than Jeremy's discomfort.

He smiled and nodded, then took a sip of his lemonade. I wasn't convinced,
but he wasn't saying `no.' I looked over at Nick and Chris. The boy had
turned his back to Nick and the cop had his free hand on his bare ass. I
felt my lust building, but my cock was not responding. There was still a
war of anxiety going on inside my head.

I turned my gaze back to my step-son and whispered, "I will be. Just give
me time." I wasn't sure I was telling the truth. But I desperately wanted
to get my nerves under control and to begin to enjoy the situation.

Jeremy smiled and said, "OK." He gave me a quick kiss on the lips and
walked over to Nick and Chris.

I started taking quick breaths. I hadn't wanted him to leave me alone. That
wasn't what I had meant by "...give me time." I wanted him to stay with me,
to help me relax, to reassure me that this wasn't a horrible idea and that
he wasn't feeling forced to have sex with his schoolmate.

But, in the long run, what he did was even better. By leaving me to my
thoughts, he allowed me to watch both the video and the real-life action at
the other end of the couch without any pressure to do anything until I was
ready.

I took a big swig of my drink.

Jeremy sat on the arm of the couch and helped Nick remove his tight
t-shirt. My son then ran a hand through Nick's chest hair, admiring his
furry pecs. The man grinned at Jeremy then asked him to stand up and turn
around, which my son did. Nick then coaxed him to lower his shorts. As my
son's bubble butt appeared, the cop placed his hand on it.

My mind swirled with lust as I watched the masculine cop playing with the
asses of the two teenage boys. And yet, my cock would still not harden. My
nerves continued to hold me back.

With no one paying attention to me, I was free to look wherever I wanted. I
chose to check out Chris's body. As stated before, he was about 5'10, which
was tall for a boy his age. He was very thin, probably growing upward
faster than his body could fill itself in. He appeared to be well on his
way to being over 6' tall by the time he was a full-fledged adult.

His skin was covered in freckles, including his otherwise white ass. His
butt cheeks were lightly hairy and had a slight curve to them, far from the
smooth bubble butt that my son had, but still a beautiful ass in its own
right. I felt a wave of desire spread through my body. I wanted to see his
hole. I even wanted to taste it.

Still no erection, though my mind was reeling with lustful thoughts.

My eyes traveled up his young body. His stomach was flat and there was a
small amount of red hair around his navel and travelling down to his
groin. His chest was as flat as his stomach, the typical torso of a tall
thin adolescent. His nipples were hard pink nobs surrounded by equally pink
areolas. I wanted to lick and pinch them to see how much pleasure they gave
him.

The TV screen flickered, so I turned to look at it. The movie had
changed. Two burly men were standing in front of a glory hole. They both
flashed their police badges at the camera, though portions of the badges
were blurred out, presumably to hide their identities. One of the cops was
getting sucked through the hole. I felt a new rush of anxiety as I feared
they were going to arrest the man on the other side. But after a few
moments, I realized they were enjoying it. The flashing of the badges had
been simply a way of telling the viewer that he was witnessing two cops
getting serviced through a glory hole.

I glanced over at Nick and the boys and saw that they were changing
position. Nick was now standing and Chris was on his knees in front of
him. Jeremy had taken off his shirt and shorts and was still standing with
Nick's hand in the crack of his ass. He too was wearing a jockstrap, so he
was as naked as Chris.

Nick's mammoth cock was causing quite a bulge in his jeans. Chris fondled
it and complimented him on how hung he was. Nick pressed Chris's head
against his crotch, saying, "Pull it out and suck it. Your daddy's real
horny this morning."

Chris unzipped Nick's fly. The man wasn't wearing any underwear, so his
cock flew out as soon as the fly was open. I gasped. I knew how big it was;
I had seen it a few nights before when we were with Dale. But that didn't
stop me from being surprised when I saw it again.

Chris held it in his hand and said, "I love your cock, Dad. It makes me
tingle all over when I see it."

Nick growled, "You better do more than look at it, Son. I didn't lie to
your mother about what we were doing today just so you could admire my
meat. I tried to get her to suck it last night, but she refused. Be a good
son and give me what I need."

Nick's cock was in the boy's mouth in a flash. Chris tried to take it all,
but he couldn't. He got some of it in, then he began gagging. Nick, who was
accustomed to people having a hard time taking his dick, said, "Easy,
boy. I know you're eager to please me. But don't hurt yourself."

The red-headed teenager slowed down and began sucking the large cock.

Nick sighed and said, "Yeah, Son, that's it. Why do I waste my time with
your mother when I know I can come to you for this sort of treatment?"

I knew he was roleplaying, but I was amazed at how his words were hitting
home for me. Whenever I was with Jeremy, I had similar thoughts. It felt
like so much work to have sex with his mother. But with Jeremy, it was
easy. And it felt good. No, great. Being with my son felt fucking
awesome. Those thoughts made me yearn for Jeremy to come back over to
me. But I chose to sit back and watch a little longer.

Nick pointed at the video on the screen. I turned to look at it.

The cop who had been getting sucked was shaking off his cock. I couldn't
see clearly, but I was pretty sure he had shot a load and was shaking the
excess cum off. Then the camera exchanged hands and the second cop whipped
out his dick. I didn't have to ask this time. It was clearly Nick's big
uncut schlong. The guy on the other side of the glory hole sucked it right
in. Then a few moments later, Nick pulled out, leaned down and said
something to him. The guy then turned around and presented his ass at the
hole. Nick spat on his cock and slid it in.

At that point, I noticed that the glory hole was moving, as if it were cut
out of thick fabric, like canvas. I asked Nick, "Where did you film that?"

He smiled, knowing that it had piqued my interest, "My buddy and I found
the guy online one night. He has a portable glory hole that he hangs up in
his garage."

I nodded, not sure what that meant. I understood the words; I just couldn't
imagine the concept. I accepted it at face value and watched as the Nick on
the screen fucked the ass through the glory hole. I felt a tingling in my
crotch. Was I finally going to get hard?

My attention was drawn back to the sex going on next to me when I heard
Nick say, "Why don't you take a break, Son? Jeremy looks like he's dying of
cock hunger."

I knew he was right. My son was in a perpetual state of cock hunger. And I
was sure he was dying to take Chris's place on the cop's cock.

Chris gave the piece of meat a few final sucks and licks, then he stood and
moved to the side. Jeremy moved into his place. My crotch tingled again as
I watched my son wrap his lips around the cop's cock. His beautiful pink
lips were stretched almost to the ripping point as he lowered his head onto
the man's meat. I was amazed and proud as he swallowed nearly all of it.

I looked up at Nick to see if he was appreciating what my son was doing for
him. He nodded at me and said, "You have a good son. Mighty good."

I nodded, feeling a combination of pride and lust, "I do. He has changed my
world."

Jeremy pulled off Nick's meat and gave me a quick smile. I knew he liked
hearing me say that. It was true. He had changed my world. And I wanted him
to know how much I appreciated it.

He resumed sucking Nick's cock. I watched, transfixed by the sight of my
son's amazing oral skills. I knew the pleasure he was giving the police
officer. I also knew the pleasure Jer was getting from servicing the man.

My cock began to chub slightly.

Chris was standing awkwardly, not knowing what to do. I knew I should have
invited him over to me, but I wasn't ready yet. I needed more time to
become comfortable with all that was happening. I needed to continue being
a voyeur for the time being.

Nick sensed my inaction and said, "Get on the coffee table, Son. Show me
and Mr. Nelson that sweet ass of yours."

Our coffee table was a sturdy one, so there was no danger of it failing
under his weight. The boy started by placing one foot on the table and
arching his back so his ass was pushed outward. It was reminiscent of
Joseph placing his foot on the chest in Ryan's room. I wondered what it
would have been like to stand up and slide my cock into that hairy freckled
ass, just like my brother had done with Joseph's. That wasn't going to
happen, but it was nice to imagine it.

Chris pointed his ass toward Nick and the cop said, "Spread your cheeks,
Son. Show Daddy your tight pink hole."

The teenager did as asked, eliciting an appreciative whistle from his
`father.' "Oh yeah, boy. Such a sweet fuckable hole you have. Show it to
Jeremy's dad."

Chris glanced at me and smiled, then turned his ass my way. I saw his hole
for the first time. It was pink, just like Nick had described it.

My cock chubbed just a little more.

Nick said, "Oh yeah, Son. Jeremy's dad likes your ass. I can see it on his
face. Why don't you get all the way up on the table, on your hands and
knees, and give him a real show?"

I glanced down at Jeremy and saw that he was still eagerly sucking Nick's
big dick. I grinned, thinking that it would be very tough to pull him off
it once he had his hungry mouth on it.

Turning back to Chris, I saw that the boy was on his hands and knees with
his back arched. He reached around with one of his hands and ran his
fingers up and down his ass crack. Up, down, up, down. Then he pulled his
hand to his mouth and licked a finger. He put it back to his ass and slowly
inserted the moistened finger into his hole. I trembled as I breathed
deeply and watched the boy fuck himself with a finger. He seemed to like it
just as much as my son did. I watched, mesmerized by the motion of his
finger in and out of his hairy freckled ass.

I glanced up at the movie on the screen and caught the final moments of
Nick fucking the man in the glory hole. His body jerked a few times then he
pulled his cock out. It spewed a few ropes of cum onto the man's ass
cheeks, then he shoved it back in to finish unloading deep inside the guy's
hole.

I looked over at the real Nick and he grinned at me. At that moment, Jeremy
was holding the man's cock up and was focusing on licking his balls. I
looked at the cop's long thick meat and wondered how in the world the man
in the video had taken it completely up his hole. I then looked over at
Chris, who was still fingering his own hole, and wondered how much of that
huge cock the boy had taken in the past. I had no doubt he had been fucked
by the cop on previous occasions.

Nick then said, "My son needs his ass eaten. Which one of you is going to
help him out?"

Deep down inside, I wanted to be the one. I was hungry for that boy's
ass. I wanted to replace his finger with my tongue. I wanted to taste his
hole and feel the fleshy folds at the opening. But I didn't speak up, I was
still holding back.

Jeremy jumped up and said, "I will."

My head snapped to look at him. I was surprised. It wasn't surprise at him
offering to eat an ass. No, I knew my step-son loved doing that. It was
surprise that he wanted to do anything sexual with his schoolmate at all. I
had been sure this entire time that there was discomfort between Jeremy and
Chris. There had been awkwardness at the start, when they had recognized
each other. And throughout the encounter so far, they had not interacted
directly at all.

But as Jeremy walked over and began kissing Chris, I realized I had been
wrong. My son wasn't uncomfortable at all. In fact, I remembered suddenly
how they had taken an exceptionally long time preparing the drinks. I had
been distracted helping Nick get the video to display on the screen. But
now that I thought back on it, they should have returned much sooner than
they did. And, they had gone into the kitchen fully clothed, but Chris had
come out wearing only a jock strap. I had been so focused on my discomfort
with the situation that I had completely neglected to realize that
something had to have occurred between the boys in the kitchen. Maybe
something sexual, maybe not. But at least a connection of some kind that
kept them busy for longer than necessary.

The dark cloud lifted from my head as I watched the two jockstrap-wearing
teenage boys make out. At that moment, I realized that my worry about
Jeremy's comfort was unfounded. I had assumed Jeremy and Chris wouldn't
want to interact sexually at all. But, as the two boys kissed, it was clear
to me that they liked the idea.

I began to relax and my cock finally began to harden.

I looked at the red-headed kid's ass and I went for it. I got to my knees
behind Chris, grabbed his hairy freckled ass cheeks, spread them apart and
dove in. As soon as my lips touched his puckered opening, I sighed. I
closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the pleasure of eating a young
man's ass. I tuned out everything else in the room for a few moments and
focused my complete attention on the feeling and the taste of the fleshy
folds of Chris's tight young hole.

Jeremy called out, "Hey, Dad! I was supposed to do that."

I pulled my tongue out of Chris's ass and said, "Let this be a lesson to
you, Son. You snooze, you lose."

Nick laughed and said, "That's the spirit!"

I licked my lips and said to Jeremy, "You can come join me, if you'd like."

Jeremy gave Chris a final kiss, then walked around the table and got to his
knees next to me. He looked into my eyes and asked, "Are you OK now?"

I saw the love and genuine concern in his eyes. I melted. "Yeah. Much
better, buddy." I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and cradled my head
in his neck. "Thanks."

Jeremy sighed and kissed my neck.

Chris wiggled his ass, "Is someone going to eat my hole?"

Jeremy and I released our embrace and my step-son said, "Let's have some
fun!"

I grabbed Chris's cheeks again and spread them. Chris squeezed his hole,
making it wink at us. I asked Jeremy, "Do you want to eat that ass, Son?"

Jer nodded enthusiastically, then moved my hands away and took over. I
watched as my son extended his tongue and licked the red-head's hole. He
then buried his face in the boy's ass and I imagined his tongue was digging
deep inside. My own hole twitched as I imagined the pleasure Chris was
feeling. I knew how good it felt to be on the receiving end of one of
Jeremy's rim jobs. I was envious, but incredibly turned on by watching my
son eat his schoolmate's ass.

Jeremy pulled off a few minutes later and, with lust-filled eyes, he
pressed his lips against mine. As our tongues swirled around together, each
of us could taste Chris's ass on our tongues. Then, after breaking the
kiss, I took another turn at the boy's pink hole. As my tongue slid into
his tight tunnel, I heard him moan and say, "Oh Daddy, fuck me. Please fuck
me."

Before I could panic, thinking that Chris was asking me to fuck him, Nick
appeared by my side and said, "My son needs his father's cock inside
him. Mind if I take over?"

I gave the tasty ass one last lick and moved aside. "It's all yours." I
noticed that Nick was completely naked at that point. He must have finished
undressing while Jeremy and I had been distracted having our shared moment
with Chris's hole.

Jeremy and I moved over to the reclining chair as the cop lined his huge
dick up with his boy's hole. I noticed that it was covered in lube. The man
had been preparing for this while Jeremy and I had been busy opening his
boy's hole with our tongues.

I sat back in the chair and Jeremy lay on top of me. I placed my hand on
his ass and slipped a finger down to his hole. He sighed as I touched his
sensitive opening. He kissed my neck. We didn't go further just yet. I was
happy to gently touch his young hole while we both watched the burly cop
prepare to fuck his young red-headed boy.

Chris arched his back and cried out in pain as the cock began to enter his
hole. I felt for the kid. But the truth was, he knew what he was getting
into before he asked for it. What's that old saying? Be careful what you
ask for? Despite the pain, he allowed the cop to push forward.

Jeremy's hole twitched and my finger slid inside. He pushed back, fucking
himself on my finger, like Chris was getting fucked by Nick. I placed my
free hand on his thigh and pulled it up toward my chest, allowing my other
hand better access to his hole. I pushed my finger deeper inside. Jeremy
moaned in appreciation.

Nick continued to slowly push his cock into Chris's hole until the boy
placed a hand on the man's thick thigh. Nick grunted and said, "Oh baby, I
think it's deeper than it has ever been before. You're doing great, Son."
He then began to slowly pull out.

Jer and I watched for a few moments as `father' fucked `son.' Then, as they
got into a steady rhythm, our focus turned back to each other. Jer placed a
hand on my crotch and felt my hard cock. "It's time for you to join the
naked fun, Dad."

I nodded. I agreed.

We both stepped off the chair and Jeremy began taking off my pants. My
thick daddy cock swung free as soon as my pants were down. The moment he
felt my meat hit his skin, he dropped to his knees. My eyes rolled up into
the back of my head as I felt my son's amazing mouth swallow me whole. My
knees buckled and I nearly lost my balance. I opened my eyes to regain my
footing and saw both Nick and Chris looking over at us. Nick was still
slowly fucking the boy's hole, but their focus was on us.

The hairy cop said, "Now that's a pretty sight. Son on his knees, sucking
his father's fat cock."

I grinned, "As pretty as the sight of a son on his knees taking his
father's fat cock up his ass."

Nick winked at me and said, "Fuck yeah." He slapped Chris's ass.

Over the next couple minutes, we remained in that position. Jeremy sucking
on my cock, while Nick fucked Chris. I was getting very close to cumming,
which amazed me, considering how long it had taken me to get hard in the
first place. I had no desire to cum so soon, so I gently pulled my son off
my cock. He stood and helped me take off my shirt. I was finally naked.

Chris placed a hand on Nick's leg and said, "My knees are killing me. Can I
get off this table?"

Nick pulled his cock out of the boy's hole and said, "I'm sorry, Son. I had
no idea you were uncomfortable. Of course."

As the boy stood, Nick wrapped his arms around him and planted a kiss on
his lips. They hugged as they made out for a few moments. Jer and I smiled
at each other. Even though Nick and Chris weren't really father and son, it
was still nice to see man and boy embracing and kissing.

Chris said, "Can you get on the couch? I want to sit on you."

Jeremy said, "Hold on a second," and jumped into action. He retrieved the
sheets and towels that had been prepared for this eventuality. I felt a
surge of pride. Despite all the things I had been learning about the secret
sexual side of Jeremy's teenage life, I could see that he had never stopped
being that well behaved, reliable and thoughtful boy he always had
been. Even in the heat of an exciting sexual encounter, Jer had the
presence of mind to keep things orderly and to avoid risk of leaving any
signs of our adventure.

I helped him cover the couch with the sheets, then I placed my hand under
his jaw, tilted his head upward and looked into his eyes. "Thank you." I
gave him a kiss.

While we explored each other's mouths with our tongues, Jeremy grasped my
cock and began stroking it. I wrapped my free hand around his waist and
pulled him tightly against me. The surge of pride had become an
overwhelming feeling of love for the boy. I held him so hard, I imagined I
was trying to absorb his body into mine so he could become part of me.

The moment ended when we heard whispers next to us. I turned and saw Chris
standing in front of Nick with the cop's arms wrapped around his
chest. They were both watching us. Nick said, "Don't stop. It's amazing to
watch a father and son express their love for each other like that."

Jer and I embraced once more and my cock began to leak pre-cum. With all my
fears pushed aside, I was once again enjoying the idea of being watched,
just like I had enjoyed it the day before in the diner men's room. I hadn't
realized before that I had an exhibitionist side. But the hardness of my
cock and the copious amount of pre-cum oozing from it were both signs that
I liked the idea of being watched.

Nick sat on the sheet-covered couch, his big dick standing at attention and
glistening with the lube and ass juices that covered it. Chris turned
around began backing up onto it. Nick grabbed the boy's hips and helped him
aim. Then the boy sat back and his `father' was inside him again. Chris
smiled as he slowly fucked himself on the policeman's cock.

Jeremy and I watched for a few moments, then Chris looked at my cock and
asked, "Can I suck you, Mr. Nelson?"

Jeremy gave me a nudge, encouraging me to step up to the boy. I felt him
begin to release his hold on me. I held on tight and made him walk over
with me. My boy and I stood side by side as Chris lowered his mouth onto my
cock. It was warm and his tongue was slippery. It slid around my cockhead
then all around the underside of my shaft. He pulled his head off and
licked the spongy head, then swallowed it whole. His mouth felt great. This
kid knew how to suck cock.

As I watched his lips stretching around my thick meat, I felt amazed that
these teenage boys were so experienced at sucking man dick. Who was the
first man that they sucked? Where were they when they did it and how did
the situation even come about? As I've said many times before, I was unable
to find sex as a teenager. And yet, here these boys were with expert
skills, clearly honed through extensive practice. Lucky bastards!

I had a finger inside my son's hole, as I usually did when we were naked
with one another. But I wanted to see his cock. With my free hand, I pulled
his jock pouch away from his body and looked inside. There was his rock
hard pearly white teenage cock. I wrapped my hand around it and felt its
warmth, its hardness. Jeremy pressed his body tighter against mine. He was
now being stimulated from front and back; he must have been feeling very
good. He then pulled the jock strap off and placed it on the couch next to
Nick. The man snatched it up and held it to his nose and breathed in
deeply. Nasty fucker, getting off on the scent of my son's balls.

Now that my son's cock was free of the confining pouch, I could stroke it
fully. I began moving my hand up and down to the same rhythm as Chris
sucking my cock and fucking himself on the jock-sniffing cop. It was all so
hot that I felt my balls tingle. I was once again close to shooting my
load. I didn't want to cum, but I was too turned on to exert any willpower.

Luckily, Chris made the decision for me. He pulled his mouth off my pole
and looked over at Jeremy's. I took deep breaths as my cock and balls sadly
calmed down, holding the brew of baby batter inside for a few more
minutes. I knew deep down that I would not be able to stop the flow the
next time my balls called out for release.

The red-headed boy placed his hand on Jeremy's teenage cock. He said in a
husky, almost frightened voice, "Oh my god, I'm touching Jeremy Hunt's
cock. I never thought it could happen."

Had Chris just expressed hero worship? Was my step-son someone other gay
teenage boys dreamed of having sex with? I felt extremely happy for Jeremy
at that moment. He had to be feeling good about the admiration with which
this boy regarded him.

Jeremy placed his hand on Chris's head and pushed it down to his rigid
adolescent meat. Chris stuck out his tongue and tentatively licked my son's
cockhead. Jeremy was uninterested in going slowly. As soon as Chris's
tongue touched his skin, my little sex fiend pushed his cock deep into his
schoolmate's mouth. I watched in amazement as I saw my son's cock go into
another guy's mouth. I was seeing Jeremy differently than I had before. He
was no longer just the boy whose sole purpose was to please men. He was no
longer just the boy who would get on his knees to suck men's cocks and
swallow their cream. No, he was a man in his own right. And at that moment,
he was the one getting serviced.

I stepped aside so Jeremy could stand directly in front of his
schoolmate. With my hand still on his ass, and my finger still in his
perfect little hole, I watched as my son enjoyed the blow job. His
beautiful prick slid in and out of the boy's mouth. Chris moved his body
back and forth, fucking himself on Nick's huge cock while sucking Jeremy's
cock on each up and down stroke.

Nick said, "What a fucking hot sight that is, buddy. My boy sucking off
yours. Hell yeah, I hope he feeds him a huge load of teenage cum."

I smiled. If Jeremy did cum, Chris definitely would be eating a huge
load. My step-son's balls always produced a surprising amount of sperm.

Jeremy looked up at me, his eyes foggy with lust. I gave him a quick kiss.

Nick said, "Come over here and let me suck your cock."

At first, I thought he was talking to Jeremy. But when I looked at him, he
gestured for me to come over. I moved away from Jeremy and stepped onto the
couch. Nick grabbed my cock and pulled me closer to him. Then he wrapped
his lips around it and sucked it in. I nearly lost my balance from the
unexpected suddenness of the action. But the big strong cop grabbed my ass
with both hands and held me steady.

I looked down at the bearded man's face in disbelief. Was the burly
masculine cop really sucking my dick? Yeah, he was. And he wasn't just
sucking it, he was devouring it. He swallowed it whole, then he pulled off
and ran his tongue over every inch. He spent some time sucking on my
balls. Then he sucked my prick back in and bobbed his head rapidly up and
down it.

He came up for air a few moments later. He looked up into my eyes and said,
"I've wanted to suck this cock ever since that day you sat in the chair in
my office. You got a load in there for me? I'm thirsty for it."

I was speechless. Yeah, I did have a load for the cum-hungry police
officer. I just couldn't seem to engage my mouth to say so. He didn't need
a verbal answer. My tightening balls and the stream of precum oozing from
my cockhead were speaking volumes. He swallowed my cock again and used his
tongue to stimulate the underside. I looked at Nick's ruggedly handsome
bearded face, his beefy hairy chest and stomach, his amazing prick sliding
in and out of Chris's teenage ass.

Then I looked at Jeremy. His eyes were fixed on my cock sliding in and out
of the police officer's mouth. The look on his face put me one step closer
to the edge. It was a mixture of pure lust and wonder. My son was as turned
on by the situation as I was. His gray wolf-like eyes then locked onto mine
and bam! I began releasing my cream into Nick's mouth. The orgasm was so
intense that I cried out.

Chris, alerted by my outburst, pulled his mouth off Jeremy's cock and
turned to look my way. He saw my body shaking and his `father' swallowing
and he said, "Oh fuck, I wanted that cum!"

I chuckled as my baby batter continued to flood into Nick's mouth. It
seemed unbelievable to me that on one hand I had a wife who couldn't stand
the taste of cum, and on the other hand I had multiple guys competing over
who was going to get to swallow it. I could get used to this very
easily. Very easily.

Nick hungrily swallowed my cum until my balls were empty. Then he pulled
off my cock, "Ah fuck that tastes good." He then stood up and began fucking
Chris's ass forcefully. I fell back onto the couch as I watched the cop
pummel the teenage ass while my son fucked the boy's face. Each time Nick
pushed in, I heard the red-headed boy grunt.

Then a few moments later, Nick cried out,
"Can't...hold...back...gotta...cum!" He pulled his large cock out of
Chris's hole and began emptying his balls onto the boy's ass cheeks and
back. Chris quickly turned around, momentarily leaving my poor son's cock
to dangle free, and swallowed the police officer's cock. He caught the next
few loads of cum in his mouth. Nick shook all over as he fed his `son' his
daddy load.

Chris suckled on that big cock for a long while, getting every last drop of
life-giving fluid out of it. Meanwhile, Jeremy hungrily licked up and
swallowed all the cum that had landed on the boy's ass and back. Then Nick
pulled his softening cock from Chris's mouth and smacked the heavy piece of
meat against the boy's nose and cheeks. The burly man said "Good boy. Good
fucking boy. You know how to do your daddy right."

Chris grunted. I looked behind him and saw that Jeremy had just pushed his
cock into the boy's ass. I watched in surprise as my son held onto his
schoolmate's hips and pumped his cock into the young ass. In all my
encounters with Jeremy, I had never imagined that he'd want to be the one
doing the fucking. It seemed so obvious at that moment, just as it had
earlier when I had seen him getting sucked for the first time, that my boy
would enjoy filling a hole like most other men. But it still was
unexpected.

My boy stared down at his friend's ass, intently watching his teenage cock
slide in and out of that well used hole. He said to Chris, "I wish I had
known you wanted my cock. I might have fucked your tight ass sooner."

Chris smiled and said, "Oh my god. I can't believe you're fucking me,
Jeremy. This is so fucking hot."

Nick asked me. "Ever see your kid do that before?"

I shook my head, unable to speak as the sight of my son fucking an ass was
overwhelming me.

Nick said, "Get up on the couch, Son."

His `son' did as he was told, kneeling on the couch cushions. Jeremy moved
forward and stepped onto the couch. With his legs on either side of
Chris's, he lowered his cock into the boy's hole.

Nick then said to me, "Go get a better view. Watch your son's cock up close
as he fucks my boy."

As if on auto-pilot, I slowly got onto the floor, with my head right
beneath Jeremy's ass. I had a perfect view of my son fucking his
schoolmate. His low hanging balls swung back and forth as he pistoned in
and out of the hairy pink asshole. And his cock...oh my fucking god, his
cock...it looked so hot disappearing into and reappearing from the young
hole.

I had seen countless porn videos with close-ups of cocks sliding in and out
of pussies. As hot as they were, none of them were as thrilling as this. My
son's pearly white cock sliding in and out of Chris's tasty pink hole was
an amazing sight.

Still on auto-pilot, I reached up and fondled my son's low hanging
balls. Then I lifted my head up and licked them. I heard Jeremy gasp as my
tongue touched his balls. That reaction motivated me to continue. I opened
my mouth and sucked one in. I enjoyed the feeling of my son's sweaty ball
rolling around in my mouth as it cooked up a teenage load. I let that one
out and sucked the other one in. I then opened my mouth as wide as I could
and attempted to get both in at the same time, but I couldn't. I had to be
satisfied with one at a time.

While sucking on his balls, I looked up and saw Jeremy's tantalizing
asshole only a few inches away. I licked a finger and pushed it inside,
then resumed licking his testicles. They began to tighten up, pulling
closer to his body. It got to the point that I could no longer suck either
of the cum factories into my mouth. They were pulled so tightly against his
body, I could only lick them.

A few moments later, I heard Jeremy say, "Ahhh...fuck!"

I suspected he was about to cum and I wanted to see it happen. I moved my
head so I could watch my son's shaft up close as it began to pump more
quickly into the sweet pink hole. Then Jeremy stopped fucking and simply
stood still. His shaft began pulsing as it sent load after load of cum deep
into his schoolmate's bowels. Seeing my son's cock contract and release
with each load was one of the hottest sights I had ever seen. Knowing that
his teenage jizz was traveling up his cum tube right in front of my
eyes. Holy crap that was hot.

I licked the underside of Jeremy's pulsing shaft and the lips of Chris's
ass. Then, when he was done shooting, my son slowly pulled his cock out of
the hole. I lowered my head and watched as each beautiful inch of my son's
cock reappeared from inside the tight chute. As his cockhead popped out, a
small stream of cum followed it and fell to my face. Then Jeremy held his
cock over my mouth and squeezed out the remaining nut butter. It fell onto
my tongue and I hungrily swallowed. I was sure there was a whole lot more
in his schoolmate's ass; I was glad to swallow the little bit that was left
over for me.

Jeremy gently removed my finger from his ass and stepped away. Chris
stepped off the couch. I looked at the red-head's jock pouch and saw that
it was wet. He pulled the fabric down and revealed his cock for the first
time. It was about 6" long and the shaft was of average thickness. It had a
small pink head at the tip. Cum was oozing out of it. Chris gave it a
squeeze, then wiped the sperm off with the jock pouch.

I got off the floor and sat back on the couch. I exhaled and said, "Wow!
That was hot!"

Nick said, "Fuck yeah, it was. You guys are a fun couple."

Jeremy had been wiping himself dry with a towel. He wrapped it around his
waist and sat next to me on the couch. I wrapped my arm around him as he
leaned against my torso. I kissed the top of his head and hugged him tight
while I thought, `Couple, eh? Is that what Jer and I are?'

Jeremy said, "You guys are too."

Nick then handed a towel to Chris and said, "Too bad we can't get together
like this more often."

The boy took the towel and said, "Can I take a shower?"

I said, "Sure, I think we could all use one." It was time for me to get
Nick alone for the discussion about the minister. "Jer, why don't you and
Chris use the shower down here? Nick and will I use the one upstairs." I
had almost suggested the opposite arrangement, but I remembered the family
pictures in the upstairs hallway. We couldn't risk Chris seeing them and
figuring out that Jer and I were really related.

Jer started to get up, but I pulled him into another hug. I whispered in
his ear, "Keep Chris busy. I'm going to talk to Nick now."

Jeremy whispered back, "Thank you."

As the boys headed to the bathroom, I said to Nick, "Let's refresh our
drinks before cleaning up."

Nick looked at his watch and said, "What the hell? We still have plenty of
time."

End of Chapter 16