Date: Sat, 17 Sep 2005 16:12:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: mghj4dads smith <mghj4dads@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Homespun Perversions, No.1"

Homespun Perversions
A Collection of Dirty Deeds Done Under a Man's Own Roof!
By mghj4dads@yahoo.com


DISCLAIMER:

All stories within "Homespun Perversions" are original and copyrighted to
the author. Do not copy, re-post, re-publish and/or plagiarize any of it
(in their entirety or in excerpted portions) without the author's prior
expressed written consent.

Obviously, do not read the following if erotic stories involving men and
their sons - very young sons in most cases - bother you in any way.

Do not read the following if you are either a minor or in a location where
such material is not permissible.

Never act upon or emulate any of the action contained within these
stories. Such behaviors in real life are not condoned or lawful. No matter
how they may be, they are for men's adult (meaning XXX) amusement purposes
only.


This will be a collection of short stories which occur in the home. These
are things which have or could take place in any typical family
domicile. Each story will be complete and not be "ongoing" (you know,
"Chapter 116: Baby Louis Begins to Bald").



No.1: Master Bath with a View



Although our master bedroom goes out to a private patio to the west, the
master bedroom's bathroom has a large window which looks directly out onto
the kids' backyard play equipment.

My wife had wanted the swing set placed that secluded corner of the
backyard because, as she'd do her make up in the morning, she could look
out at the kids playing when then were younger. And like me, she hated
looking at big jungle gyms. This corner of the yard was surrounded by
hedges and trees. The only door or window that had access to this corner of
the backyard was, in fact, that of the master bedroom bath. Otherwise,
you'd never even know that a play set was back there.

Now, of course, that our two boys older - are four and nine years old
respectively - my wife always blocks out our bathroom window completely.

Rather than moving the playground set to a more visible spot on the
property, she had me install a custom opaque blind on the window - a blind
which opens and closes at the press of a button.

Unlike my wife, I rather enjoy looking out at the greenery when I'm in the
bathroom shaving in the morning. Even with the jungle gym in view, I like
to greet the morning with plenty of sunshine.

And although we have central air, I rather prefer to open the window itself
to catch a clean, springtime breeze. It wakes me up in the morning.

Of course, I'm up before anyone else and so, although the jungle gym set is
out there, no one was ever outside when I'd be in the bathroom at seven in
the morning.

That was true until recently, I should say. I awoke and went to the
bathroom for a morning piss. I saw that the shade was closed as my wife
always would have it closed.

I was slightly annoyed as any husband might understand. I would have liked
to have been greeted by the green and sunshine but that damn shade was
always down. It's a bit, I imagine, as some couple fight over the toilet
seat being up or down.

So although I had to piss and had the piss hard on to prove it, I bypassed
the toilet and pressed the button for the shade to rise. I pressed it
almost as though slapping it in defiance of my wife.

As the blind rose and my cock was tenting my boxer shorts, I was surprised
to see my two sons out on the swings. It was so early in the morning and I
had never seen them out there alone before at that time.

They didn't see me or the blind rising at first. I could see that although
they had on their little jackets, each was still in his pjs. And I stood at
the window, with this enormous erection in my boxers.

Danny, my nine-year-old, must have suddenly noticed that the blind was up
since he tapped his little brother's shoulder as he pointed to where I
stood.

Then I realized that if they saw the shade was up, they had to have seen
me, too. I knew I should have waved and pressed the shade button again so
it would go down - but I didn't.

My heart pounded because I found myself feeling oddly erotic and perverse
as I stood in just my boxer shorts in front of the window. I wondered how
much of me my sons could see from their distance of fifteen feet.

But immediately upon seeing me, Toby, my younger son, all smiles, raced
straight over to the window at which I stood. I didn't even have time to do
much about hiding my morning erection. Well, I could have placed my hands
in front of myself, but I thought that would perhaps bring even more
attention to my condition.

He came right up to the long window and I could hear him through the glass
say, "Good morning daddy".

I waved again and knew that he couldn't help but see my erection as his
face was almost even with where my boxers were obscenely tented.

Then I watched as his big brother ran right over to the window, too. He,
too said, "Good morning daddy. We're playing. Is that okay?"

I nodded as I looked to see if his eyes were going down to where my cock
was throbbing and making the front of my boxers unmistakably wag up and
down right in front of him.

I then didn't know what to do since I did have to take a wicked piss.

"Are you going to the potty, daddy?", Toby asked me through the window.

"Just about to", I whispered - perhaps not so subconsciously in the hopes
of not awakening my wife who was still sound asleep in our bed.

I then unmistakably could see that both of my sons were staring at my erect
cock inside my under shorts.

And again, I knew it would seem strange to suddenly close the blind. These
were boys, my sons; I couldn't make it seem unnatural for them to see their
father in the morning. Besides, I didn't want to close the blind. And why
that was true made my blood race and my face blush.

It's a powerful and erotic feeling to have a full blown erection in front
of two little admirers. And when those four ogling eyes belong to your own
sons, only a father can know how intoxicating such a moment of perversion
can be.

I took a deep breath but knew that I was going to show my two little guys
their father's penis - in a fully erect state. I stepped away from the
window pane and over to the toilet which was situated about three feet from
it.

As I stood there in profile for the boys to see the length of how my
erection tented my shorts, peripherally, I could see my two sons both
cupped their hands against the pane of glass to look into the bathroom more
clearly.

I pulled the fly of my boxers open and pulled my rock hard erection out of
it, I also let my big nuts out to hang freely as I wanted my sons to see
the nut sac that make the sperm which made each of them. I wanted them to
see their father's genitalia in its most aroused state.

As I stood there, I knew that with such an incredible hard on, it would be
difficult if not impossible to actually urinate. So I just let the boys
look. I allowed them to feast their youthful eyes on my erection as I let
it bounce up and down obscenely in front of them.

I figured that if they were scared or uninterested, they'd run off or stop
watching. But neither of them budged. Each continued to cup his hands
around his face so he could get a real good look at daddy's eight inch
erection.

I didn't want to touch myself, lest be accused of masturbating in front of
the boys should they ever try to describe to someone else what they had
witnessed. Instead, I barely needed to touch my cock as it was alive and
doing its own thing - fueled by its own perversion I suppose.

And I had been correct. I couldn't urinate with my cock being so incredibly
erect and rock solid. In fact, before any piss ever came, I found myself
ejaculating in front of my two little guys. I hadn't even touched myself. I
looked down as I sensed I was about to shoot a load and sure enough, a
milky rope of semen shot out of the wide mushroom head of my cock. It
looked like the flow from a drinking fountain as the semen arced and splat
into the toilet and onto the back of the raised toilet seat lid.

I peripherally looked over at the window and watched my two sons barely
taking a breath as each stared open mouthed as they pressed against the
glass. Neither had missed a second of their daddy ejaculating the milky
batter which had made each of them (although neither understood that fact
as of then).

I allowed my cock to spritz all the semen it could after a long night,
emptying my large scrotum in front of my own boys.

And then, as my erection deflated only slightly, the stream of morning
urine began to flow - following the semen into the toilet bowl.

Once drained, I stood there a moment, letting my sons take in what they'd
just witnessed. Before I even had a chance to say or do anything, I saw and
head my little guys each mutter a soft, "WOW", to one another and to
themselves.

Then Danny, in a most amazed and happy tone asked his little brother, "Did
you see that?"

"Uh ha", Toby replied as he kept looking in through the window. Daddy has a
real, real big one."

"See all that stuff that came out of him?", Danny asked.

"Uh ha", Toby replied. "He peed a lot."

"That wasn't just pee", Danny said to his little brother - speaking as if I
couldn't hear them through the glass.

"It wasn't?", Toby said as he watched me tuck my large penis back into the
fly of my boxers.

"I don't think so", Danny said. "It didn't look like pee. I was whitish."

Suddenly, it was Toby who softly rapped on the pane of glass and asked,
"Daddy, what was that?"

I gave them a look like I could barely hear them.

"What was that stuff that came out?", Toby asked again.

I gave him a frown as if to say that I didn't know what he was talking
about.

His eyes glanced down at my crotch as he pointed to it. "The stuff that
came out of you^Å"

I simple gave him a gentle grin as I put my index finger to my lips. I then
stepped over to the window and pressed the button. As they shade descended
I waved at the boys and could hear both of them groan as they moved away
from the window.

Once the shade was down, I shook my head. I could hardly believe what I had
jus done. I had let my two little guys see my cock ejaculate a big time
amount of seed.

As I wiped my splats of thick semen off the back of the toilet seat though
I knew that I had actually done what I thought I had just done.

After that morning, my boys were out on their play set every morning before
I was up. And every morning, I'd let them watch as their daddy's big
erection would ejaculate or "pee" out all his white stuff. I didn't even
bother closing the blind once the show was over. My two sons would remain
glued to the window as I'd then pull off my boxer shorts and take a
shower. I'd keep the shower door wide open as to not obstruct their view of
me soaping up.

I almost grinned to myself as I'd t step out of the shower and very slowly
dry myself, my heavy genitalia swinging back and forth as I watched my two
sons ogle at their daddy's naked bathroom shows.

One morning as I was now more openly jerking off for them as I stood at the
toilet, as had become our little routine, something gripped me and I turned
toward the window just as I was about to cum.

I jerked a few times watching my little guys looking in, their hands cupped
as usual to block out the sun behind them. And I let it rip - I jerked and
hosed my cock directly into their faces. My semen splattered against the
glass and blotted out their faces in milky opaqueness. I had to catch my
breath since I realized as soon as I'd done it that, had it not been for a
mere thickness of window glass, I had just shot my cum into my kids faces.

Although they pulled back since slightly from the window since they weren't
expecting to see my sperm coating it, instead of being scared they both
smiled big as they returned to the glass for a better look.

"Cooool", Danny said almost to himself.

"It's a lot!", Toby said as he traced his small index finger on the
opposite side of the window pane through my semen.

Danny joined him and pointed to a section of my ejaculate that ran down the
glass as he said, "Look at how thick it is^Åand it's sort of pearly. Look
Toby, that's a real lot running down on your side, too."

I watched as Toby and then Danny cupped their hands again as they pressed
their noses right up to the glass again.

My cock twitched and became obscenely erect once again since I realized
that my own sons were had on a barrier of millimeters between their sweet
faces and their daddy's semen.

It was when my little Toby, one morning asked, "Daddy? Does your window
open and close? Can't it open?", that I took the final plunge. It was a
warm spring morning anyway. No one could see. My wife was sound asleep as
usual.

As my erection bounced and throbbed in front of them, as had become our
daily routine for nearly two weeks, I breathed in big and hard as I
considered his request. I knew I could have simply lied and told them that
the window didn't open.

But I didn't want to lie. And I suppose that since they asked, they were
ready for more.

"Please, daddy?", Toby asked, almost pouting through the glass.

"If it opens, we can feel it", Danny said to me as if it all made perfect
sense to them. "Can we feel it this time when it shoots that stuff?"

Without saying a word, and as my erection throbbed painfully, I slowly
unlatched the lock on the window. Show time was now over and I knew
that. These two wanted more from their daddy. And I suppose I wanted more
from them as well.

Very slowly I raised the window. And as soon as it opened no more than six
inches, I had two sets of little hands reaching in and trying to feel my
erection. I pushed the window upward but watched as my sons used all their
hands to explore my erection and scrotum. They handled me like any boys
their age might attack a puppy they longed for at the pet store - they were
at once gentle but, being boys, unaware of exactly how to handle a man's
erection.

The sensation of having my two little guys' four hands on my genitalia is
not to be understood by any father unless he's experienced it. I looked
down my hairy torso to watch their small fists trying to hold onto the
thickness of my erect shaft. Each boy, trying to be gentle - but not always
succeeding - wanted to feel their father's heavy nut sac.

I was afraid if they kept it up, I would spontaneously ejaculate all over
them - directly into their little faces now all full of wonderment and
delight.

I let my two sons masturbate me just that way - by reaching their hands and
arms right into my window. I didn't open the window fully since I feared
that if I had, I might have been tempted to pull one of them right through
it.

And once in the bathroom with one or the both of them, I didn't know what I
may have been tempted to show them next.

Masturbating their father through the open window was enough, I figured. If
they wanted to feel my adult erection that ought to be enough to satisfy a
young boy's curiosity about his father's body.

Yet, sure enough, although I had planned to turn away or close the window
when I sensed I was about to cum, I could not do either when the time
actually approached.

I knew that I'd be ejaculating into my sons' hands although I knew I had
wanted to close the window. But these two little guys had seen my cock
squirt semen. They knew what would happen - what would come of all their
fondling and jerking on my thick erection.

I watched as they had smiles glued to their faces as each stared mesmerized
my by penis and especially its piss slit. And I knew what they were looking
to see - waiting to see. They knew that was where their daddy shot all that
thick white stuff which so fascinated them.

And I didn't want to disappoint them - after all, they were my own sons. If
they wanted to explore their daddy's body like this, I was there to help
them out.

It was actually Toby who must have felt or sensed that I was on the verge
of cumming because he asked, "Is it going to make all that white stuff now,
daddy?"

I could barely nod as I grunted. The moment that Danny's hand cupped my
left nut as Toby's tiny fist could hardly get around a third of my shaft, I
knew that I was about to do what I never in a million years thought I'd
ever do.

I sprayed my hot, thick semen all over my two son's faces. I fired off so
hard and powerfully, my cum fired right into their two faces as if I was
shooting a paint gun - full of whitewash - directly at them.

Being surprised, each boy opened his mouth wide in amazement and, of
course, that only allowed more shots of my cum to blow directly into the
back of their throats.

I felt bad but I couldn't help how my cum hit them - they were the one's
after all milking my cock and directing its aim.

Once each boy though got a mouthful of my sperm, they retracted their small
hands and coughed some. But I watched and could see that they were more
interested in the taste of their daddy's stuff than in spitting any of it
out.

Even I was surprised that two boys - and my own sons - were seemingly
enjoying their first taste of semen. I'd have expected them to spit and gag
and be grossed out. But instead, they both ate down my stuff like it was
something they could get used to and even learn to enjoy.

Once I was done, I waved them back over to the window. Toby, still gulping
and tasting his daddy's ejaculate came right over and said, "That was
funny. It doesn't taste like milk."

"Because it's not real milk", Danny stated as he approached the window
again, too. "Isn't that right, daddy?"

"Can you shoot some more, daddy?", Toby asked innocently as he reached his
arm through the open window and squeezed my softening penis.

I nodded and I looked at my two little guys as I whispered, "Yes, but not
today."

Both boys looked crestfallen but happy enough and I was shocked by what I
had done but also proud and thrilled that they were now both, officially,
their own daddy's secret little cum eaters.

Seeing that my semen was also all over each of my sons' chins and
foreheads, I handed them wads of toilet tissue and told them to wipe it all
off. As they did so, my erection grew as I realized they had my sperm
swimming across their sweet faces and also down inside their tummies.

The both handed me back the wet cum tissues and I flushed them. Although
they wanted to play some more with my penis, I had to shut the window. As I
pushed it down very slowly, they laughed and giggled as they were forced to
retract their arms and exploring hands from my side of the pane.

I then said to them through the glass, "Now go play", as I pointed at their
swing set.

As they dashed back to their play set, obviously thrilled and awestruck by
what they had just experienced and eaten, my wife knocked on the bathroom
door.

"Want to open up, hon", she said in voice that told me she had just
awakened.

"Sure", hang on, I replied as I tapped the button next to the window. I
waited a few seconds more, and then unlocked the door just as the shade
closed itself fully.


Homespun Perversions No. 2 coming soon
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