Date: Mon, 15 Apr 2019 16:57:06 -0400
From: Tagen <tagenhard@gmail.com>
Subject: Home Schooled 2

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Home Schooled  2

by Tagenhard
tagenhard@gmail.com      tagenhard@tutanota.com


The timing of when Derek would start his private
teaching job worked out pretty well. Brant wanted
him to start class in 5 weeks. Derek would use the
upcoming week to get some last chill time in plus
think about or plot his course of action.

The two weeks after that he was headed down to his
brothers to help babysit his son while his wife and
daughter went to grandmas. The last two weeks Brant
and Skip were going on a trip and it was arranged
that Derek would use that time to set up the classroom.

The week went fast and he found himself headed south
for a two hour drive to his brother's house. Derek's
Brother Alex was four years older at 29 and married
to Kate, who Derek thought was a witch. They had two
kids, Katlin age 7 and Pete age 9.

Derek made a point of going and visiting at least once
a month and he and his niece and nephew got along great.
They loved their Uncle Derek and loved his visits.
With Kate and Katlin being gone and Alex working
they asked Uncle Derek to come for a longer stay and
look after Pete.

Derek arrived about 5pm to a hectic house of
activity. Kate was doing some last minute packing
and cleaning up from the kids having had dinner. She
was dressed and yelling at Alex to hurry up or they
would miss their dinner reservation. They were going
to spend a romantic dinner for two before she left
and Derek was going to take care of both kids for
the night.

"Hi Uncle D," Katlin yelled as he entered the door
and she ran up and threw her arms around one leg.
Pete stood about three feet away smiling and waving,
waiting for Katlin to get out of the way so he could
hug him also.

"Hey there pumpkin." Derek replied hugging his
niece's head to him and ruffling her hair.

"Alex so help me if we miss this dinner I won't come
back once I left." Kate yelled out into the house.
Derek's brother pulling himself together walked into
the room and looked at him. "Don't tempt me." He
said softly so just Derek could hear it. Derek
chuckled and gave him a wink.

"Derek." Kate snapped, not having even said hello
yet. "They've eaten, just give them both baths and
have Katlin in bed by 8 and Pete by 10. All the
blankets and stuff you need are by the couch
already." Kate walked past him to the front door.
"Come on lets go." She snapped at Alex again and he
rushed to catch up to her.

The front door slammed closed and silence feel
across the house. Derek chuckled and then turned to
the kids. He squatted down and opened his arms.
"Come give uncle a hug." He said to Pete who
practically jumped into his arms and they hugged
each other tight.

"You been a good boy?" Derek asked as he pulled
away.

"Yea I guess." Pete replied.

"Oh, sounds like someone has been naughty or wants
to be." Derek gave him a wink. "Let me go get my bag
and then we will get the bath time out of the way."

"Yea." Katlin cheered but Pete made a frown.
Derek dashed out to his car, got his bag and dropped
it off in Pete's room. Next he picked up the bedding
Kate had set out and tossed it on the cot in Pete's
room where he would be sleeping. "Ok so let's do the
bath time chores and then we can settle in for a
movie before bed time." Derek announced but only saw
Pete in front of the TV. "Where's Katlin?" He asked.

"She's already in the bathroom waiting for you."
Pete said with a voice that let Derek know something
was bothering him.

"What's wrong bud?" He asked squatting down next to
his nephew.

"It's not fair that's all. I always tell dad it's
not fair." Pete said with a pout.

"What's not fair?" Derek asked with a soothing
voice.

Pete looked at him then looked back to the TV. "Oh
nothing."

"Well if you want to talk to me I'm more than
willing to listen sport." Derek said with a ruffle
of Pete's hair.

Derek walked into the bathroom to find Katlin
sitting in the empty tub naked. "Well aren't you
eager." Derek laughed. He turned on the water, found
the right temp and then closed the stopper so the
tub started to fill.

As soon as there was enough water, he picked up a
bar of soap and washed her feet as she giggled. Then
he moved up her legs stopping just short of her
private area. He moved to her hands and then arms
and was to her neck when she started to chant. "Mr.
Pickles, it's time for Mr. Pickles, where's Mr. Pickles."

Derek had no idea what she was talking about but
thought it was cute and picked up his phone to
record her as she was now cover in soap bubbles and
nothing inappropriate was exposed. She continued
asking for Mr. Pickles.

"Who is Mr. Pickles?" Derek asked

"You know Mr. Pickles who likes to explore dark
tunnels." Katlin replied. "Bring out Mr. Pickles."

"I'm sorry I don't know what Mr. Pickles is." Derek
offered thinking it was a special wash cloth or some
bathtub toy.

That's when he heard Pete. "That's what's not fair.
She gets to play with Mr. Pickles but I don't."
Derek just turned his attention still using his
phone in record mode, to Pete who stood in the
doorway. "I'm sorry but who or what is Mr. Pickles.
I don't understand?"

"We're not supposed to say, but it's just not fair.
Daddy loves Katlin more than me. He lets her play
Mr. Pickles games but not me." Pete replied still pouting.

"Well that probably isn't fair. If you tell me what
Mr. Pickles is then maybe I can get your dad to share."

Pete hesitated to answer but you could see he wasn't
happy that, whatever this was about didn't include
him. "Daddy gets naked and his thingy is Mr.
Pickles. Katlin and daddy play Mr. Pickles needs a
bath and Katlin uses her soapy hands and washes it
till it gets all big. Then daddy washes the soap off
and has Katlin make sure it's clean by tasting it
with her mouth. Sometimes he plays Mr. Pickles
explores the dark tunnel and he puts it in the hole
between her legs."

Derek moved his attention back to Katlin still
recording. "Is that true Katlin? Does daddy have Mr.
Pickles explore inside you?"
Katlin nodded her head yes. "Yes he does, I can feel
Mr. Pickles tickle my insides."

Derek turned off his phone. "That sounds like fun."
"Have your Mr. Pickles explore, uncle." Katlin
requested.

"Well you know what, I have to agree with Pete that
it's no fair he doesn't get to play also. So I hope
you understand that I'm going to let Pete play with
my Mr. Pickles."

"Oh okay." Katlin accepted with little fuss. Derek
finished bathing her but didn't touch her in any way
that was wrong.

Once she was dried and dressed in her night clothes,
Derek scooped out a bowl of ice cream for both of
them, then put Katlin to bed. After turning off the
lights and closing the door he returned to the
living room where Pete was in front of the TV again.
Pete looked up at him once he approached. "Did you
mean it Uncle Derek?"

"About Mr. Pickles? Yes, if you want to play that
game with me I will let you. And if your real good
and follow my instructions I'll even get your dad to
play the game to." Derek smiled as he pulled his
shirt up and over his head.

Pete looked up at his uncle and his smooth chest.
"If you want Mr. Pickles to come out and play then
you have to go find him. "Derek told his little
nephew.

Pete got to his feet and stood in front of the man
he always trusted and loved. Sometimes even more
than his dad. Pete took the belt buckle into his
nine year old fingers and worked at getting it open.
Pete didn't care that his dad said Mr. Pickles was
only for little girls, he wanted to play to.
When he was in a public bathroom he was always that
boy you see looking around hoping to catch a glimpse

The belt fell open and Pete was able to unsnap the
catch all on his own which made him feel proud. And
he was reassured when Uncle Derek said "Good boy,
you're doing great."

He put his boy fingers to the zipper and pulled it
down. As the flap folded open he could see his
uncle's curly pubic hair, Derek was commando.
Derek had taken his shoes and socks off earlier so
now all that remained was his open pants.

Pete's hands were shaking slightly with anticipation
as he grasped the sides of Derek's pants and slide
them down his legs. He stared at the manhood before
him.

It was thin but long, about six inches long although
that wasn't a fact that registered in his mind. It
laid across large hairless balls causing it to jut
out a bit.

The center of his attention started to lengthen as
he stared at it. "Mr. Pickles is growing." Pete
pointed out happily.

Derek put his hand on his nephews head and ruffled
his hair. "Pete, listen to me. Mr. Pickles is for
Katlin. You are to call it by a name for little boys
and men to use. It is my cock Pete. Can you say
cock?"

"Cock's a naughty word, I heard it before." Pete
giggled.
"Yes it is and you are going to be saying a lot of
naughty words and doing a lot of naughty things and
you are going to be a very, very naughty boy by the
time I leave next week." Derek chuckled "Now let me
step out of my pants and let's go into your bed room."

Pete dashed off to his room followed by Derek. Derek
sat down on the edge of the bed with his legs spread
open and his balls hanging down but his cock now at
half-mast. "Ok I want you to strip your clothes off
for me and be naked just like me." Derek instructed.

Giggling Pete pulled his shirt off showing his
smooth boy chest with just slight nipples sticking
out. Then he pushed his pants and underwear off all
at once and stood up with his little boy prick
standing at attention. Derek swept his eyes over the
boys flesh knowing he was going to be his toy for
the next two weeks. "Come here and kneel between my
legs." Derek ordered but with a soft voice.

Pete dropped down between his Uncles leg and stared
at the cock sticking out. "Now I want you to stick
your tongue out and lick the tip of it, right where
the pee hole is." Without question Pete leaned in
and his small pink boy tongue licked across the
mushroom head, Derek sighed. "Is this what you
wanted to do Pete with your daddy? Touch and taste
his Mr. Pickle?"

Pete pulled away and looked at his uncle that he
loved so much and even more so now because he was
letting him do what he wanted. He was being fair and
letting him play like his sister had. "Yea but yours
is better than daddies, yours is bigger. Katlin can
have his pickle, I like your cock." Pete replied
with a grin at his use of the naughty word.

"Mmm that's good to know." Derek mused. "Now start
to lick more of it. Don't put it in your mouth yet
just lick it all over."
Pete did a great job of slobbering all over Derek's
now hard 7  ½ inch cock. It was obvious his nephew
was going to be gay and he might as well be the one
to show him all the fun a boy can have with a cock.
More specifically a man's cock.  "Ok now you can
slide it into your mouth but be careful with your
teeth as you do." Derek instructed his nephew.
Pete moved his mouth to the tip of his uncle's now
throbbing cock and placed his lips on the head then
slid just the head into his mouth till his lips
locked under the crown. Derek felt his nephew slide
his tongue around his cock head as he held it there.

Derek couldn't believe how wanton this kid was. Pete
moved his head down till he hit his gag reflex and
pulled back up for some air.
"You are doing so good Pete that feels so good, man
you are a special boy. I'm so proud you're my
nephew." Pete glowed inside from the praise and
lowered his head down again wanting to prove to his
uncle his love of him. This time Derek placed a hand
behind Pete's head and ruffled his hair as the boy
swallowed some of the hard shaft. "Yes you are so
special to me Pete, I wish you were my son. Oh yea
suck my cock son." Derek sighed as he started to
apply some pressure to the back of Pete's head
pushing more cock into his mouth. Pete hit his gag
spot again and was going to pull up but his Uncle
held his head in place.

"Just relax Petey boy, breath thru your nose." Pete
struggled against his hand but Derek let him gag for
a few more moments till letting him go. Pete sucked
in a big gulp of air once the cock was free of his
mouth. "That wasn't really so bad was it Pete? After
all you wanted to play with it."
"Maybe that was enough." Pete sniffled.
"Okay sure we can quit if you want. I'm sorry if I
hurt you. I guess you're not such a special boy
after all. We'll just stop and I will go to Katlin's
room. I'm sure she would love to be my daughter, I
don't need a son."

Of course the words hurt but also challenged Pete
and there was no way he was going to let Katlin be
his Uncle's favorite. Especially since she was
daddy's favorite. "I can do it." Pete spouted and
moved his head back to Derek's cock.
"You sure son? Because if you can't I'll understand
but I sure would like you to be my special boy my
special son. I would like you better than a yucky
girl." Derek continued to manipulate.

"Yes I can do it, I can be that special boy daddy."
Pete stated firmly as he sunk the cock into his
mouth.
Derek loved hearing Pete call him daddy and put his
hand back behind Pete's head. "Now like before
breath thru your nose and just relax as it glides
into your mouth. I don't expect you to take it all
on your first try. I'm here for two weeks, we'll do
this every day till I leave." Derek explained as he
pushed the head down again till he hit Pete's gag
spot but then pushed further. He just as quickly
pulled the boy's head back up and let him get some
air. "Very good, you're gonna be a great cocksucker
Petey." Derek encouraged and then pushed his head
back down.

Derek got more hard cock into Pete before he gagged
but again held him in place just a little longer
till Pete felt he was going to pass out. But then
Derek let him up. "Ok enough deep practice, you did
a good job. What a big boy you were" Derek shuffled
back on the bed till he was leaning back against the
headboard. He spread his legs wide open again and
patted the bed in between. "Come on up here son."

Pete crawled up on to the bed between his uncle's
smooth legs so he was kneeling right at his crotch.
"So you will find this easier. Grasp my cock at the
base with your right hand and slowly run your hand
up and down." Pete reached out like he was told and
wrapped his fingers as far as he could and started
to stroke it. "Very good son." Derek praised. "Now
lean over and suck on just the head of it." Pete
lowered his mouth and wrapped his pink little boy
lips around the flare of the cock. "Wonderful,
tighten your grip on my boy fuck stick as you slide
it up and down."

Derek sensed Pete was confused. "My
cock, tighten your grip on my cock." Which Pete then
did.
Derek put his hand on Pete's head but didn't push
down. He just wanted to hold it in place so Pete
couldn't take it off once Derek blasted his mouth
with his cum. "I will teach you so many special ways
you can love a man. I will get you to swallow my
whole boy fuck stick so your nose is rubbing in my
pubes. And I will teach you how to wash my balls
with your tongue."

Pete started to raise his head but Derek held it in
place. "Yes that's right lick my balls. Any boy who wants to
be my son will have to lick my balls. But most
special of all is when my Mr. Pickle explores your
dark tunnel. Oh yea keep stroking and sucking."
Derek ordered but with a soft soothing voice. "My
cock is going to fuck you up your hot little ass and
you will learn to love it. And even if you don't,
well it's still gonna happen."

Derek stopped talking and just concentrated on the
small sucking mouth with the boy hand jerking him
off. "I got a special treat for you." Derek
announced with a growl in his voice as he felt his
hot seed rising up his shaft and then flooding his
nephew's mouth. Pete sputtered some but he knew this
was going to happen from having watched his dad and
sister. He just didn't realize there was so much. He
swallowed as best as he could but still it filled
his small mouth faster than he could swallow, he
choked slightly causing his cheeks to blow up and
sending some cum blowing out around his lips and
spraying onto Derek's pubes.

"Hey there sport you're doing good for your first
time but next time I'll have my cock down your
throat and it will be easier."
Derek soothed as he still held his nephew
down until his shaft stopped spewing out his juices.

"Fuck that was great." Derek expounded letting Pete
pull up and off his shaft.
Pete licked his lips and swallowed hard to get some
of the last thicker clumps down but then smiled at
Derek proud of his accomplishment. This put Derek in
an unusually good mood so he did something he rarely
did. He pulled Pete up onto the bed and rolled him
onto his back. Then he gave Pete a wink and an evil
grin before taking the small boy prick and balls
into his mouth. Pete squealed with delight at the
feeling. Derek sucked on it all then moved his mouth
to the small pinking rose bud and licked across it.

Derek felt Pete's body tense up as Pete expelled a
"wow" from his lips. Derek spent a good five minutes
with his tongue at the hole before returning to the
hard little nail and sucked Pete into a dry orgasm
as Pete's body trashed around on the bed.

Feeling satisfied, Derek crawled up onto the bed and
pulled Pete into his arms. "I love you son." He
whispered and Pete returned with an "I love you
daddy." Before falling asleep.

Derek opened his eyes and saw it was midnight. He
rolled Pete off to the side and covered him up with
a sheet, grabbed some loose fitting boxers and went
out into the kitchen. With a glass of water in hand
he sat at the table thinking back over what he had
done with Pete and developed a semi hard on that
poked up and out of  the fly. Derek pondered going
into Katlin's room but before making any real
decision he heard a car pull into the driveway.

Derek pulled the flap of the boxer over to try and
cover his hard on.
The outside door into the kitchen flew open and an
obviously drunk and angry Kate stormed.
"How was the dinner?" Derek asked politely but not
really caring.
"That shit head useless brother of yours is so drunk
he passed out in the car. All thru dinner all he
could talk about was how much he would "miss" Katlin
and I should go alone." Then she stormed off into
her bedroom. She returned a few minutes later in a
robe and looked at Derek. "Well?"

"Well what?" Derek replied confused.
"Go drag your brother's useless ass in to the
house." Then she huffed and turned back to the
bedroom.
Alex was in the passenger seat passed out cold.
"Come on you twat." Derek muttered as he hefted Alex
up into his arms and half dragged and half carried
Alex to the bedroom, where he dumped him on the bed.
"Well it looks like I married the wrong brother."
Kate kinda meowed.

Derek looked to her and then followed her line of
sight to his crotch. All the jostling with his
brother caused his cock to pop out the opening and
he was still semi hard. A plan popped into his head
causing him to get harder. "Well it's not my fault
he got to you first." Derek replied.

"Well your brother and I were supposed to have sex
tonight since we won't see each for two weeks, but
that sure isn't gonna happen. Maybe you would like
to be a good brother and help out?" She purred.

She really is drunk Derek realized. "Let me just go
make sure the kids are asleep and I'll be right
back. Derek actually wanted to get his phone and
once retrieved he found Kate naked on the bed. Gross
was his first reaction. He pulled off his boxers and
got hard thinking how he had just got a blow job
from her son. It looked like she was going to push
up against him for some kissing but he wasn't about
to get into that. He put his free hand on her
shoulder and pushed her to her knees which was easy
since she was unsteady anyway. He slapped his cock
across her cheek and she opened up.

Derek got a lot of good pics and some video of her
sucking away at his cock and moaning as she did. It
was obvious she was doing this of her own choice.
Derek was able to angle the phone at one point so
you could see her sucking and her husband laying on
the bed in the background.

Derek leaned over and while holding her head on his
cock and she couldn't see what he was doing, he set
the phone on the night stand facing the bed. "Let's
fuck bitch." Derek then said, pulled her up and
shoving her onto the bed next to Alex. Before her
muddled mind could keep up he had lifted her legs
and shoved his cock up into her sloppy pussy. He
angled it just right so he recorded the whole fuck
session with her moaning and calling him a stud.

"Don't get me pregnant." She uttered and while the
idea intrigued him, he decided not to. When he was
ready to cum he pulled out and blasted his load over
onto his brother's face. Derek wiped his cock clean
on the bed sheet, picked his phone up and left the room.

The next morning Derek came out of Pete's room just
in the boxers from the night before. Kate was
rushing around hauling final things out to the car,
Katlin was sitting patiently on a chair waiting.
Pete was in front of the TV already and Alex was
sitting on the bench of the breakfast nook.

Alex looked awful and disheveled.
He was sipping coffee
but really feeling the effects of his hang over. He
was slouched down a little and his loose robe hung
open almost to the point of exposing himself.

Derek being the gallant gentleman that he is picked
up some of the extra bags and followed Kate out to
the car. He set the bags down and wrapped his arms
around her. "Let's do it one more time before you
go." He murmured into her ear.

Kate shoved him with a snort. "That never happened
and if you claim it did I will sue you for slander.
If you're so horny go fuck that brother of yours.
Maybe his ass could be good for something." Then she
hurried back into the house. Derek was happy he
recorded it all.

Kate went and kissed Pete goodbye, grabbed Katlin
and left without a word to her husband. Alex sat
moaning on the bench. Derek mixed up a bloody Mary
and set it in front of Alex. "Here some hair for
you, you old dog." Playing a pun that Alex didn't
catch.

Derek let Alex drink one down as he sat next to Pete
and whispered somethings into his ear. Once Alex had
that gone Derek made another one and set it in front
Of Alex as Derek sat on the bench right next to him.

He pulled out his phone and started the video with
Katlin and Pete from last night.
Alex didn't notice at first but then some of the
words caught his attention. "Wh-what's that?"
"Oh big brother it is your kids explaining the Mr.
Pickle game. I would have never guessed it of you,
you dirty pervert." Derek chuckled.

"No, no it's not what you think." Alex replied with
his bleary eyes trying to focus on the small screen.
"I know exactly what it is so cut out the crap bro.
You're screwing your daughter plain and simple."

Derek's voice became flat and calm.
"No I love her." Alex objected.
"Yes she explained how you loved her. But don't
worry I'm not going to turn you in." Derek's voice
now smooth as silk."

"You're not? Did you?" Alex's voice now increased in
volume.
"Oh chill bro I didn't touch Katlin in any
unappropriated way. No I'm not going to turn you
over to the police because I want you to be here."

Derek put an arm around Alex feeling him tense up.
"Now Pete complained that it wasn't fair that you
loved Katlin more and I agree with him." Reaching
over Derek pulled Alex's robe open exposing him to
sight.

"Now, now don't struggle like that, you are going to
leave the robe open. No I have a better idea, while
Kate is gone you will go naked every day in the
house." Alex looked up to Derek and didn't notice
that Pete had slipped under the table and between
his legs.

Alex was going to protest to his younger brother
when he felt a wet mouth on his cock head. Confused
Alex looked down to see his son drawing his soft
cock into his mouth. "No Pete, that's not for you."

"That's where you're wrong bro. Pete is going to be
a fagot. He wants to be a fagot. And you are going
to accept that. Unless you want me to go to the
police and you lose Katlin forever."

"Noooo." Alex moaned dropping a hand to push Pete
away.
Derek grabbed it and stopped him. "Alex listen very
carefully. You can co-operate these next two weeks
or you can end up sucking some guy's dick in prison.
Or more than likely taking it up the ass."

"Why you doing this?" Alex cried.
"Because I love my new son Petey and I want to make
sure he gets treated fairly. I will spend the next
two weeks helping him find his inner gay and you are
also going to help, in every way I tell you to."

"But." Alex hesitantly mumbled then stopped. Pete
now had half of his father's soft cock in his mouth.
"Make a choice bro." Derek said softly into his
brother's ear. "Do I call the police or do you do
all the things that I say, and yes they will get
nasty."

Alex sighed but then softly replied. "Yes, dam you I
will."
"Oh come on now bro that's not the right spirit."
Derek chuckled with a pickup of cheer in his voice.
Show me you really mean it, suck my cock." Derek
pulled his hard on out of his boxers and pulled Alex
down towards it. "Plus this will let you show Pete
that it's okay to be a fag boy and suck cock." Derek
laughed.

Alex pushed back but Derek started the video on his
phone again and when Alex heard it he stopped,
opened his mouth and for the first time in his life
a cock entered his mouth. That fact that it was his
brothers didn't make it any better.

"Good bro, you made the right choice." Derek
chuckled. "Just watch those teeth,"
Alex did his best and was kinda surprised, but
didn't want to admit that it wasn't as bad as he
thought it would be. His head rose and fell and he
got into a rhythm of the cock sliding in and out
like a piston. He was hoping his little brother
wasn't going to cum in his mouth but had a feeling
that was Derek's plan.

 Alex also became surprised
that Pete managed to get him hard. It couldn't be
because a boy was sucking him or because it was his
son, it had to simply be because it was the small
delicate fingers and small warm mouth reminded him
of his daughter. He didn't know if he was supposed
to cum in his son's mouth but knew he wouldn't be
able to warn him since his own mouth was full.

Derek looked over what he had accomplished so far.
His sweet nephew's mouth full of his daddies fuck
stick while his fuck stick of a brother sucked his
cock. Derek knew there would be plenty more of this
and each day that Alex went to work he would teach
young Petey something new. Then when dad got home
from work Derek would teach it to his big brother
and have him do it to his son.

Derek felt his cum rising, he wanted to paint the
inside of his brother's mouth to show him who was in
control. Alex felt the rising of his cum and wished
it wasn't happening but his body wouldn't be denied.

Alex moaned and Derek knew what was happening and he
moaned and Alex and Pete, father and son soon were
tasting cum at the same time.

Two hours away Brant and Skip were at home with life
being pretty much as it had been. Meaning Skip was
naked of course. They were having lunch and talking
about nothing in particular when Skip asked. "Do you
think Mr. Derek will let me be naked in class?"
"When did he move from being Mr. Stanton to being
Mr. Derek?" Brant asked of his son.

Skip shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno? It just
seemed easier to say and since he will be in our
house and one on one with me and no other students,
I thought it might be friendlier. I'm still calling
him Mr. to show respect but using his first name as
friends."

"Well that certainly was well thought out and
presented. But of course it's up to Mr. Stanton as
far as how he wants to be addressed." Brant pointed
out. "And when did this become our house. I thought
it was my house and you were just a piece of
furniture that won't stay in one place."

Skip giggled. "Oh dad." He sighed as a child does
when they think their parent is being stupid. "So do
you?"
"Do I what?" Brant replied straight faced knowing
perfectly well what. Brant loved this type of banter
with his young son and wanted to cherish it as long
as he could because he knew one day all too soon
Skip would be grown up and gone.

"Let me be naked." Skip repeated with frustration.
"Oh that, well I don't know. I told Mr. Stanton that
the dress code was his choice and I didn't care if
he made you wear a suit or a dress or let you go
naked."

A look came across Skip's face. "He won't make me
wear a dress will he?"
Brant laughed and Skip saw that his dad was joking
at him which earned Brant another. "Oh dad." Sigh.
"Maybe he will go naked also." Skip said looking
down at his salad.
"Maybe, I don't know. Maybe he will wear the dress."
Brant again said with a straight face but soon found
a crouton bouncing off his head causing him to go
into laughter with his son.

His cell phone rang, it was the deliver company to
announce they were 10 minutes away with the
accumulated order of goods for the classroom.
Picking up the lunch dishes and placing them in the
sink Brant instructed Skip to go put shorts on and
that he was to stay out of the men's way.

Skip whined but walked off when he got that look
from his dad. The gate chime rang and Brant buzzed
them in, he walked out the front door and swung them
open and latched them so they would stay in place as
the men carried the goods in and out. The truck
pulled up and two men got out of the cab, Brant
guessed one to be mid-twenties and the other mid-
thirties. You could tell they both were in good
shape and right for the job.

"Hi I'm Brant." He greeted.
"Phil and this is Joe." The older of the two
replied. "Show us where we're going with this stuff
and we'll get under way."
They followed Brant to the empty room making note of
the turns and direction of their path. There was a
hall table with a vase on it and they asked Brant if
he could move the vase elsewhere just to be on the
safe side.

In the room Brant looked and saw the
bathroom doors were open and he could see Skip
sitting on his bed in shorts reading a book.
Since they were just moving the boxes in there was
no particular reason to supervise them, Brant felt.
He explained he would be in his office and just call
out for him when they were done or if they needed
anything.

As soon as Skip knew dad was gone to his office he
slipped his shorts off and walked into the new
classroom. "Well what do we have here?" The older
man chuckled when he entered the room.
"Hi I'm skip." Skip replied with a smile and a wave.
"What's this about?" The younger man asked as he
entered in behind a few moments later.
"This young man is Skip." The older man Phil stated
formally
"Nice to meet young sir." The younger one Joe
replied after putting his box down and stepping in
front of Skip extending his hand for a shake.
Skip giggled but took the man's hand and they shook.

"Excuse me now but I have to get back to my job
sir." Joe said with a warm smile.
As the two men left the room he heard the older one
say. "Yea my youngest is doing the same thing, can't
get him to keep his clothes on."

The men made a few more trips and the younger one
would always wink at Skip when he entered the room.
They had set down their latest haul and as the older
was leaving back out to the truck, the younger told
him he was gonna use the can and would catch up in
sec.

"May I use your bathroom good sir?" He joked with
Skip with a smile and a wink.
Skip who had been simply standing in the bathroom
doorway all this time stepped aside and waved his
hand as to signal enter. Joe stepped past him and
ruffled Skip's hair as he did, Skip smiled up at him
and moved into the doorway, preventing Joe from
closing the door. Joe smiled knowing very well that
Skip wanted to watch. Joe hadn't thought of kids in
a sexual way before but then again he had never been
around a naked kid and in position to expose
himself. He found he wasn't having any struggle with
the right or wrong of it.

Joe was only wearing sweats with a jock underneath.
He felt it to be the least restricting when he was
lifting and carrying things. He stood in front of
the toilet and watched Skip watch him as he pushed
his sweats down past his ass and then tugged the
jock down also. Joe was average sized with bigger
than average balls and he kept everything neatly
trimmed.

Skip stood transfixed as he feasted his eyes on the
full exposed man parts. A stream of piss started to
flow and Skip without thinking rubbed his hard
little nail as he watched. Joe found this amusing
and kinda nasty in an erotic way. He knew his flow
was coming to an end and wondered if he should turn
his shake off into a stroke and let the kid see him
hard.

The decision was made for him when Phil stepped into
the room. "What the hell is this?"
"I needed to piss the kid won't leave. What was I
supposed to do?" Joe replied as he did openly shake
the last drops from his cock the pulled his jock and
sweats back up.
"Get back to work, we don't need no trouble." Phil
growled then looked at Skip, he snorted not knowing
what to say and dropped off the box in his hand then
headed back out to the truck. Nothing further was
said about it between Joe and Phil.

They were now down to the larger boxes that required
them to work together. Phil made Joe be the one
walking backwards making it harder for Joe to wink
at Skip without Phil seeing it. But he managed to
give Skip a few winks and smiles after they set the
boxes down and Phil had turned his back heading back
out of the room. Joe even got two chances to ruffle
Skip's hair.

Skip so far had been good and did as dad had told
him. Well half good, he was supposed to have his
shorts on but he didn't. He did however stay out of
the men's way as they carried things.
This was the last item and he saw they were carrying
in a very large screen TV and the excitement of
seeing that caused him to rush up to the box to get
a closer look. Not expecting that, Phil saw him
running over and took a misstep causing them to lose
their grip on the TV and it crashed to the ground.

The screen shattered and while it didn't send broken
glass flying the whole process did create a loud
crashing sound.
Brant sitting in his office heard the noise and
jumped up and ran to the room. He forgot that he had
pulled off his shirt as was his usual practice and
ran thru the house free balling in his nylon running
shorts. He entered the room to find the crashed TV
broken on the floor with a naked Skip standing there
looking very apprehensive.

Joe just stood there with no expression, but Phil
certainly had one of anger.
"What the hell happened?' Brant asked with a raised
voice.
"Your son happened." Phil snapped.
"Phil why don't you go out to the truck and take a
breath and put together the paperwork for this." Joe
said calmly. He knew Phil was quick to anger and
sometimes behaved inappropriately around customers
when he got that way. Phil turned on his heel and
left as Joe called out to his backside. "I'll come
get them from you, you don't need to come back in."
"Good." Phil snapped admitting Joe was handling this
for the best.

"First of all where are the shorts I told you to put
on?" Brant demanded of Skip.
"On my bed sir." Skip replied.
"So you disobeyed me. I know you had them on earlier
but you took them off again didn't you?" Brant's
voice was getting firmer. "And I told you to stay
out of their way but you didn't, did you and now
look at what happened."

Skip hung his head down. This made Brant angrier.
"Look me in the eye son when I talk to you."
Skip reluctantly raised his head till they made eye
contact. "I need to punish you to teach you a
lesson. To learn to obey me when I tell you to do
something." Brant steamed.

"Are you gonna spank me?" Skip asked timidly.
Brant was obviously very angry to the point he was
shaking. "Yes that's what I should do."
Joe recognizing the level of anger in the man,
having dealt with Phil's anger, spoke up. "Maybe
you're a little too angry to control yourself." He
knew it wasn't his place but he didn't want to see
the child get over beaten because the dad was out of
control. He said it in a calm soft voice.

Brant shot him an angry look but then realized he
was right. "Well he needs to be spanked none the
less." Brant looked back at Skip then back to Joe.
"Would you do it?"
Joe's first instinct was to say no way he wasn't
going to hit some other guys kid. But what came out
of his mouth was "Sure ok."

Brant pulled one of the new chairs into an open
space and stepped back. Joe found himself sitting
down and telling Skip to lay across his lap, all the
time telling himself this was just fucking weird.
Skip did as he was told and laid across the man's
lap.

Brant was standing to the right of Joe and a few
feet behind Skip. "I'm sorry son but you need to
learn." Brant said flatly.
Joe looked to Brant who gave him a nod. Joe raised
his right hand and let it fall across Skip's smooth
firm young ass. It wasn't a hard hit but enough for
Skip to know this was real. Joe rubbed his hand
gently across the ass cheek before raising his hand
again and landing another spank. Joe repeated this
five times, a spank then a gentle rub. Each time he
increased the strength of the swat finally getting
an "Ow." Out of Skip on the 6th.

The little ass globes were a soft pink now and Joe
was embarrassed to realize he was getting a hard on.
Another blow and a rub, he was at 8 swats now, but
none of them could really be called spanking. Skip
wasn't squirming on his lap or flinching at each blow.

"He won't take this seriously if you don't." Brant stated.
Joe didn't look at Brant, knowing he was right. The
next swat fell with enough force to cause Skip to
jump a little. Another swat and he got another "Ow."
But this time with some meaning behind it. The next
swat also elicited an "Ow." and a squirm. As Joe
rubbed the cheek after the swat like he had done
each time before, the cheeks parted because Joe had
rubbed harder, and for a sec there was a glimpse of
the little boy asshole.

Joe figured he would go till he was told to stop.
Another land of the hand with a rub that pulled and
spread the cheeks with a more prolonged view of the
tight pink bud of Skip's ass. Joe looked out of the
corner of his eye at Brant to see that Skip's dad
had developed a hard on himself. Except since Brant
was free balling in nylon shorts, when he got hard,
the cock snaked out from the bottom hem then rose
and was now standing hard at eight inches of daddy
cock out in the open.

Joe didn't know if Brant didn't realize or didn't
care. Joe knew he didn't care and found himself
getting caught up in something he never imagined.
Joe knew Phil would wait in the truck for only so
long so he decided to up the game so to speak. He
lifted his butt up while still holding Skip across
his lap and pushed his sweats down under and to the
bottom of his butt. This exposed his jock covered
groin. Then he pushed the pouch of the jock strap
down under his balls so his hard on was sticking up
and out in the open.

Brant gave him a quizzical look but didn't say
anything. Joe nodded down towards Brant's own crotch
causing Brant to look down and acknowledge he was
hard also and on display. Brant looked back to Joe.
"More" was all he said.

Up until now Joe had been using his left hand to
hold Skip's head down so he hasn't seen anything of
what was going on. Joe took his left hand away.
"Keep your head down or I will make sure it really
hurts."

Skip squeaked out an okay. Joe landed another harder
swat getting another yelp. The cheeks were now
turning red. This time with both hands free, when he
rubbed Skip's cheeks he was able to spread both of
them apart giving a clear view of the pink winking
rose. Another swat and this time when he pulled the
cheeks apart he traced a finger across the tight
hole. Skip first yelped and then sighed at the
intimate touch. Joe noticed a bubble of precum
formed on the tip of Brant's cock head.

Joe repeated the process five more times finally
getting a small sob out of Skip from the increased
strength of the swat. Brant's precum was flowing
freely now. On the next blow Skip let out another
louder sob. When Joe and Brant both heard the sob,
Joe looked over to see Brant blow a load of cum
without having even touched himself. The throbbing
hard daddy cock blew cum out into the air and it
arched and fell to the floor inches short of Skip's
upturned butt. Five globs erupted then it stopped.

Brant's body shook and he held in a sigh as best as
he could so Skip wouldn't hear.
"Ok that's enough." Brant said tucking his softening
cock away. "I think he learned his lesson." Brant
continued as he lifted Skip off Joe's lap in a way
that he couldn't see Joe had his cock out. Brant
held Skip by the neck facing away from Joe as Joe
stood, wrapped his hand around his hard on and
deposited a load of his own cum on top of Brant's on
the floor.

Joe looked over to Brant and Brant gave him a grin.
"Bring the papers to my office." He instructed as he
marched his son back to Skip's bedroom.
"I'm sorry you had to be spanked." Brant stated as
he was softly caressing Skip's red butt cheeks. "But
you have no one to blame but yourself.

"I understand daddy. I'm not mad." Skip replied.
"Now he didn't hurt you too much, did he?"
"No not really." Skip admitted.
"Good, now you are to stay in your room till I come
get you." Brant instructed as he left the room and
returned to his office.

Joe found Brant standing in front of his desk with
his back to him. Joe figured what the hell, he had
nothing to lose. He swatted Brant on the ass as he
walked in. "You're a naughty daddy, maybe you should
be spanked." Joe said with a confident voice.

Brandt tensed a little but said nothing in reply.
Joe laughed and swatted him again harder, Brant
sighed "Bend over." Joe ordered Brant did as he was
told and once bent over Joe pulled Brant's shorts
down exposing his bare ass. Joe rubbed his hand
across the firmly muscled cheeks and then gave it a
hard swat, followed by running his fingers thru the
ass crack and grazing across the pucker. Brant had
jumped slightly at the force of the blow but then
sighed again when his asshole got rubbed.

Knowing Phil was in the truck and his patience
running thin, he gave one harder swat and poked a
fingertip into the hole, He felt Brant's body
tremble. "Stand up." Joe commanded. Brant stood and
Joe looked around to his front to see That Brant was
hard again. "Sign this paper accepting delivery."
Joe said as he laid a paper on the desk with his
left hand while his right fingertip was still poking
Brant's hole. "Then sign this one releasing us of
any responsibility for the broken TV."

As Joe fingered Brant's hole with just the tip of
his finger Brant signed the two papers. Joe then
pulled a card out of his shirt pocket and laid it
before Brant. "This is my cell number in case you
ever need help disciplining the kid again. Or if you
need to be disciplined for being a naughty dad."
Joe pulled his finger out hearing Brant gasp
slightly, he picked up the papers and then left.

Brant shuddered and embarrassed himself by wrapping
his fingers around his cock and wanking out another
but smaller load onto the desk top.
Brant was confused, he sat down at his desk looking
at his puddle of cum and picked up Joe's card. His
hand moved towards the wastebasket but then stopped.
Brant input the number into his phone, then threw
the card away.

Derek was feeling pretty good about himself as he
laid here in Alex and Kate's king sized bed. Alex
was sleeping to his right and Pete was curled up
against his left side. The day had gone rather well,
with Alex being able to pumping two more loads down
his son's throat. By the end of it he had just given
in and let his little boy suck away. He pushed aside
his thoughts of Pete needing to be straight and
wonder how Kate would take it. Maybe he could get
Pete in on the action with Katlin and get him to at
least be bi. That way he could marry and produce
kids for grandpa to play with.

Derek on the other hand did four more loads, two for
Pete and two for his brother Alex. Here again Alex just
let it happen as his little brother Derek, no make
that younger brother since Derek wasn't little. He
was able to take all of Derek's cock down his throat
by the last time and swallowed without thinking
about it.
What Alex didn't like so much was the last blow job
that Pete gave him, Derek made Pete hold it in his
mouth then had Alex suck it out with a deep french
kiss. Why eating his own cum bothered him he wasn't
sure, but he knew dam well not to tell Derek because
then Derek would make a point of having him do it more.
Yes Derek was feeling pretty good about himself and
slipped into a deep sleep.

Brant on the other hand couldn't stop thinking about
today and why he did what he did. Why had his body
responded that way? Would he actually think of doing
it again?
Yes Brant was feeling troubled and slipped into a
restless sleep.