Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2020 18:05:41 -0500 From: Tagen Subject: Life-Changing-6 Please consider a donation to Nifty to help cover the cost of this site, you'll miss it if it disappears. tagenhard@gmail.com tagenhard@protonmail.com Life Changing 6 by tagenhard Tommy and I were just finishing up our dessert when my business cell rang, since it was after hours, I let it go to voice mail and once we had cleared the table, I listened to the message that was left. It was Chuck Short, the father of Thomas Short, the 16 year old who was acting out. He was desperate for me to call back as soon as possible so while Tommy started loading the dishwasher, I returned the call. Chuck answered in a flash and caller ID must have told him it was me. "Thanks for calling, I don't know what to do." There was panic and desperation in his voice. "Tell me what's going on." "Thomas started a fire in the house, no real damage thank god and no one got hurt but the wife is freaking out and wants to call the cops. I begged her to let me call you first, I don't want him going to jail or getting into more legal trouble." "Where is he now?" "He's in his room just sitting on his bed, not doing anything really, it's like he's waiting to see what happens next. The wife wants him out of the house, either arrested or just gone. Like I said I don't know what to do." "If you can get him to come with you, bring him over here so I can talk to him." "I can't thank you enough. I'll have him there in about half an hour." Chuck signed off. I explained to Tommy that I was having an emergency meeting with a client and that I might ask him to babysit with him for awhile while I talked to his father. "How old is he?" "16" "I'm supposed to babysit a 16 year old?" "Just play some video game or something." I suggested. "Or something?" "Not that, anything but that." I advised. The doorbell rang about 40 minutes later, Answering the door, I smiled at the two of them, Thomas looked just neutral and Chuck looked frustrated and tired. I waved them in and noticed Peter's Grampa Scott pulling into the driveway next door. I asked Chuck to wait in the living room while I took Thomas into my office. "So what did you do today?" I asked casually as I took my chair facing the chair where Thomas sat. Thomas was surly. "You know what I did." "No not that, what did you do with your day? Thomas shrugged his shoulders but offered no verbal reply. "If I remember right the high school had parent teacher conferences today, so you must have done something with your day." Thomas slouched down in the chair, "What's the point? Just give me a lecture." I paused a moment. "Have I ever lectured you? That's not my job and I think you're being unfair to me. I want to try something but I need your dad's permission in addition to yours, hold on while I get him." The seemed to draw his attention and he looked up at me as I got out of my chair and left the office. Returning a few moments later with Chuck in tow I explained. "I want Thomas to relax so he will talk to me, the relaxation technique I want to use includes me touching him and that's why I need to explain this first and get both of your permissions. What I want is for Thomas to take off his shoes and socks so he can wiggle his toes in the shag carpet, while he does that, I want to rub his neck and shoulders as in a massage. My hands will never go past the top of his shoulders. Do either one of you object to that?" Neither one did, so Chuck went back to the living room and Thomas kicked off his shoes and socks and I took position behind him. I placed my hands on his neck and rubbed my fingers along the spinal column. "Now start with you waking up and tell me about your day." Thomas was silent for a few moments as I rubbed his neck and I could see him wiggling his toes. A sighed escaped his mouth before he began. "So I woke up and had a hard on like usual." He paused, he was testing me but I didn't change my massaging or say anything. He tested me further. "I wrapped my hand around it and slowly stroked from top to bottom." "What were you thinking about as you beat off?" Thomas didn't expect that question and paused a moment. "Ah I can't remember." He tensed back up again and I knew he remembered, but didn't want to tell me. "Sure you do." I rubbed harder and a good moan escaped his lips. "You can tell me anything." I lowered my voice to a whisper. Thomas again hesitated and I felt him start to relax under my touch. "Charlie," came out barely audible. Charlie was his little brother and a subject he had touched on before. I didn't react or change my rubbing so he felt encouraged to continue. "I was laying on top of him and fucking his faggot little ass." Still no negative reaction from me. "I imagined how tight and hot his ass is as I stroked my cock until I shot my load on my sheets." "Did you imagine he let you fuck him or did you force him?" "I forced him." I moved my hands onto his shoulders but kept my thumbs on his neck. "Continue." I prodded. "Then I showered and ate breakfast, mom was already gone to work and dad returned from taking Charlie to school. He had taken the day off so he could take me to my teacher conferences. The meetings went okay, my grades are alright, mainly B's and I don't disrupt classes so I'm on pretty good standing at school. After that we grabbed a light bite of lunch at my favorite pizza place. We don't go there much because mom doesn't like it, so that was cool. Dad went thru some suggestions of things we could do during the afternoon, I choose swimming at the Y. We swung by the house and picked up our suits and headed over." Thomas was opening up more and his talking was freer flowing as I continued to massage his shoulder and neck. "The place wasn't too busy and we got lockers and changed into our suits." I interrupted. "Oh, so you didn't put your suits on at home but did it there in the locker room?" I asked as if wanting a clarification. "Yea, we shared a locker and changed there." "Did that make you uncomfortable?" "What? changing clothes in a locker room?" "Some boys are uncomfortable about getting naked in front of their father." I stated. "Yea I think I know what you mean, did I pop a boner is what you want to know." "I didn't ask that, I asked if you were uncomfortable with being naked or did your dad seem to be uncomfortable?" "It's been awhile since dad and I were in a situation like this but neither one of us was shy about changing in front of each other." "So your dad didn't turn away or try to hide anything from you?" "Nope he got totally naked and I saw everything and I showed him everything I had." "Did you get the impression he looked?" "I think he did, he didn't like stare or anything but I'm sure he took a few looks." "How did that make you feel?" I asked. "I was glad to show him what a man I'm becoming." "Are you close to measuring up to him." Thomas actually laughed, which was a good sign that he was more comfortable now. "He's got more inches on me but I hope to get as big." "I'm sure you got more growing to do, so continue with your day." "We got our suits on and did a few laps in the pool then goofed around, we kinda wrestled in the water till the lifeguard said we were getting to rowdy. We lapped a few more times, racing and I think dad let me win. Then he suggested we go hit the steam room, they have men and women only rooms in addition to the unisex one. Dad had us go back to the locker and remove our swim suits and just wrap towels around us. No one else was in there and dad laid back against the wall and spread his legs and opened his towel up so he was totally exposed. I copied him and as I spread my legs our knees touched; he didn't pull away so we laid back side by side naked with our knees touching. I gotta boner and I'm sure I saw dad looking at it but he didn't say anything, then he got a boner also, It was so cool with both of us hard laying next to each other." "You felt happy like that." I said as a question and a statement. "Yes." Thomas sighed out. I looked down and saw that Thomas was hard in his pants. He continued, "We laid there like for ever and I liked looking at his body through the steam, if he knew I was looking, he was cool about it and didn't say anything. After awhile he chuckled and said we would have to get rid of our erections before we went out to shower. I asked why and he laughed at that and called me incorrigible. I didn't know what he was thinking but then the door started to open and he pulled the corner of the towel up over his erection and pulled his knee away from mine. I didn't react fast enough and the guy entered the room and totally saw me naked and hard. I saw him look me over and he just smiled and sat down along the curve of the bench. "There's a sign outside the spa that says open towels only allowed if no one in spa objects. The man asked if we were okay with him opening his towel. Dad laughed and said he was okay with it and obviously my son has no problem with it. The man opened his towel and leaned back saying it's nice that a father and son can find time to bond. The guy was on the other side of dad so as I looked dad's way, I could see him. He had leaned back also and closed his eyes; I reached down and rubbed my cock a little and he started to get hard so I think he didn't have his eyes closed all the way. I gently grabbed a hold of the side of dad's towel and yanked it away so his hard on was no longer covered. The other guy's cock went to a full hard on." "Both dad and the guy stopped pretending to have their eyes closed and I reached down again and wrapped my fingers around my hard on and started to stroke. Dad and the guy just watched and when dad grabbed his and started to do the same the guy did to, we all just watched each other beat off. Dad came first and sprayed his seed all over his stomach, I shot my load up to my chin and the guy sprayed his chest. It was so cool to do that together and with someone else watching." "Then what?" "We left and showered then headed home. As we drove home dad suggested that maybe him and I could go away for the weekend to the lake cabin, just the two of us. I was so happy, it was the best day of my life so far." This was the happiest I've seen Thomas and things were coming into place in my mind. "You said you were so happy, what happened?" "At dinner dad told mom about going away for the weekend." Thomas's voice turned cold. "Mom said no, they argued about it but he backed down." "That made you mad?" "That pissed me off, dad and I could have some extended time alone, I know that was all that was needed to get him to." Then Thomas shut up, so I finished it for him. "That's all the time you needed to get him to finally have sex with you, and she took that away from you." "Yes." He hissed out. "So you got mad and?" "I set their bed on fire." He spouted. That surprised me but it actually made sense. "It should be you in his bed not her." "Exactly." "It should be you he's making love to." "Yes." Thomas shouted. "It's you he should be fucking." "You get it, you understand." Thomas sounded relived to have this out in the open. I let go of him and walked around towards my chair. "I do understand actually." I stated as I sat down and looked at him. "You are in love and lust with your dad and all of this behavior is because you don't know how to deal with those feelings. Your confused and mad and just a twisted knot of emotions because society says your sick but you know you feel what you feel and it's not like there are tv shows or such to explain to you how to handle this." "So what do I do." Thomas's voice turned worried and timid, like a lost little boy. I sat back in my chair and gave him a smile. "Well we start by getting you to learn that it's okay to feel what you feel but with that you have to learn you can't always have what you want and you have to learn how to deal with that in an okay way. "You can't go starting fires just because you're mad." I kinda scolded. "I know, I regretted doing it as soon as I did it." "Do you want something to drink before we continue?" "No I'm good." "Lets go for the whole picture, you have told me more today than you have in weeks and now I understand the root of what's going on but I don't believe it's the whole story." "What do you mean?" Thomas was confused. "Your fantasies of raping your little brother, you want to make love to your dad but your little brother you want to rape, why?" Thomas just shrugged his shoulders. "Don't go clamming up on me now. Do you think your dad pays more attention to Charlie than you?" Thomas whined, "Well he does, he even still showers with him sometimes, he doesn't with me." "Don't you think your mom would think it weird if he still showered with you? Do you worry that your dad might like Charlie more than you?" "I know he doesn't but sometimes I just get jealous and the thoughts make me all goofy in my head." "Try looking at it from a different angle. Instead of seeing your brother as competition, why not consider him as possibly another boyfriend, why not see yourself and your dad and Charlie all together?" Thomas cocked his head to the side and furrowed his brow, "I guess I never thought of that, I just wanted dad to myself." "Look at it this way. Your dad is older and not going to be horny as often as you, so when you got a raging hard on and dad's tired then you can stick it to your little bro." "That makes sense." "After all family is everything. Now of course this is all fantasy, you don't know that your dad was actually going to be willing to do what you were wishing for." "But he suggested we go away alone after jacking off together, what else could he have meant?" "I honestly don't know but the good thing is it's all out in the open for you now and we can move forward discussing this instead of talking about everything else." Thomas looked conflicted and a little crest fallen. "Look, I'll talk to your dad and see if I can get a sense of what he's thinking." I said as I stood up. Thomas jumped up and threw his arms around me in a hug. I hugged him back and held him as tight as he held me. His hair smelled nice. No, I shouldn't be thinking that, but it does. Thomas wasn't letting go, is that a hard on I feel? No I can't be getting hard, why am I getting hard? This is very unprofessional of me, I've never crossed the boundary with a client, I can't start now. He's hard now also, I can feel him pressing it against mine, man o man his hair smells so good. I let go of my hug but Thomas held on a few seconds longer, then relaxed and turned his face to look up to mine. "If dad says no then maybe we could." Thomas's suggestion was clear, well he sure turned fickle, I thought. And then I did a bad thing, I lowered my lips to his and kissed him. He melted into it and ours lips gently smashed against each other's, he darted his tongue out and I accepted it into my mouth and dueled with it. My left hand went behind his head and held our mouths together as I pushed back and invaded his mouth with my tongue. My right hand snaked down between us and fumbled at the clasp of his pants. I had an overwhelming desire to suck his cock, I had only sucked little boy meat so far and I wanted to have a real cock in my mouth. I managed to get his pants open and his zipper down, then worked the flap of his boxers and had his hardness out in my hand. He moaned at the touch and I was afraid he would pop his load before I even got my mouth down there. I broke the kiss and he whined, `I've got to suck you please, I've never sucked a cock, please let me suck yours" I pleaded. He sneered at me but nodded his assent. I dropped down to my knees and he wrapped his fingers into my hair and pulled my face to his hard-teen cock. It was about 7 inches and thick, I didn't expect that, tufts of black hair jutted out of his pants around the base of it. I opened my mouth and he pulled my head onto it and thrust in all the way at once, I gagged but he didn't care. He began to face fuck me; it was probably his first blow job and he was eager. "Fucking twisted dude, suck my cock you faggot, I knew you were a faggot, your son should be here watching his old man suck cock, bet he's a cocksucker too." He talked like I did as he thrust his hips in and out of my mouth, I clamped onto his pants covered butt and egged him to go harder. I was enjoying this rough treatment, being a mouth whore for an over hormonal teen, I just knew I was going to have to get him to fuck me sometime. Being his first time, he couldn't last and he thrust up hard into my mouth and it hit the back of my throat and I gagged as he spewed his cum into me. "Oh fucking hell," He moaned out. He was shooting, I was gagging, his cum was blowing out from my mouth around his shaft, he held my head tight onto him as he finished unloading a huge teen load into me. He pulled out and I dropped down onto my hands as I coughed up his hot load onto the carpet and tried to catch my breath. My lungs heaved as I breathed in cum tinged air which caused me to cough again, my face was hot and flush and my cock felt so hard in my pants I thought I was going to cum in them. I regained my composure and got my breath under control, looking up he was standing there smiling with his cock, still hard or re hardened, I don't know which, hanging out of his pants. A drop of cum hung from the tip and like a slut I moved my face up and licked it off. I would have to analyze all of this later but for now I sucked his cock back into my mouth. He stood still and silent as I worked for a second feeding, I clawed his pants open and pulled them and his underwear down so I had full access to his hairy teen balls and full cock. I lavished my tongue like a man starved on his balls as I stroked his cock and then swallowed it whole again and held it there till my gag reflex went away. I cupped his hard-round ass cheeks in my hands and drove my mouth up and down his shaft, he made me do all the work, he made me show just how badly I wanted it. I pulled his cheeks apart and slipped a finger to his asshole and rubbed across it as I devoured his meat. He shuddered at the touch of my finger and moaned out, "Fuck yea." I withdrew the finger and he whined in disappointment, I dropped my hand to the mess of cum and spit on the carpet and coated my fingers with the cooled slimy mess. Returning my hand to his ass I touched his pucker again, he shuddered, I drove two fingers in hard and fast. He bucked up causing his cock to bottom out in my mouth, he cried out, "Oh fuck." And fed me a second load of hot teen cum. This time I was able to enjoy it and taste it and feel it slide down my throat, I pulled back so the last shots of his cum collected in my mouth. Then I pulled out of his ass, causing him to yelp, got to my feet and pressed my lips to his and shared his cum with him as we kissed. He didn't resist the swapping of his own load as I forced it into his mouth with my tongue. The kiss went from hot fiery passion to gentle lingering tenderness. Finally, we broke the kiss and I pulled my face back, he looked like a dopey little puppy dog now as I smiled at him. The range of his emotions was wonderful during this encounter. "I'm sorry if that was wrong of me to do." Thomas smiled, "I loved it and hope it happens again, I want to experience everything with you." "But I'm not your dad." "And I never intended to be faithful." He returned with a coy expression. We straightened ourselves up and I cleaned the spot on the carpet up as well as I could. I put my hand on the door knob, he leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips and a wink. If I wasn't careful, I could find myself falling in love with this kid. Passing the living room I noticed Chuck wasn't there, we went into the kitchen and I plated up some cookies and offered Thomas a choice of a soda or a hard drink. He grinned at me. "You're really corrupting me." "Have we done anything you weren't already thinking about and didn't you tell me once that you sneak some of your dad's booze now and then?" Thomas chuckled and admitted I was right. I poured some bourbon over ice in a tall glass and it looked like cola sort of. "Sip it slow." I warned and then went off searching for Chuck. He wasn't in the bathrooms or any of the bedrooms and he wasn't outside, I opened the basement door and quietly made my way down the steps. Chuck was sitting on the couch and Tommy was in his lap. Tommy was leaning up against Chuck's chest and Chuck had his left arm extended around Tommy and was holding a book. He was reading to Tommy and it all looked perfectly normal. But I could see in the reflection of the glass front from the TV stand that Chuck's right hand was on Tommy's leg, high enough that his fingers were under the hem of Tommy's shorts and they were moving around, he was fondling Tommy. I had no doubt that Tommy had instigated this but I'm glad he did because it gave me something to work with. I went back up the stairs and acted like I was just coming down. "Hey Tommy have you seen Mr. Short?" I called out as I descended the steps. "Down here dad." Tommy replied and as I reached the bottom of the steps, they were in the exact same position except Chucks right hand was on Tommy's knee. "Oh he wrangled you into reading him a story ii see, sorry about that." I chuckled. "Not a problem, my youngest is almost the same age and I enjoy read to him to. It gave me some thing to do while you two were busy." "I'm done with Thomas for the moment, I'd like to talk with you now. Tommy why don't you go join Thomas in the kitchen, I put some cookies out." "Yea" Tommy cheered jumping off of Chuck's lap and racing up the stairs. Chuck followed me upstairs to my office, I asked him if he wanted a drink and if it was okay if I had one while we talked. He was ok with both ideas so I poured two bourbons and locked us in the office. Once settled into our chairs, we both took a sip of our drinks. I watched Chuck be nervous for a few moments. "Our talk went well, Thomas and I broke a lot of new ground and he opened up like he never did before and was much more interactive with me. I think we can see a light at the end of the tunnel on this issue." "That is so great to hear. What seems to be the root of the problem?" "Before we get to that let's chat about a few things so I can get a better perspective of his life and of the family life he is surrounded in. I don't want to blindly believe in everything he told me, plus there are things he may not have flushed out that I should know." "That makes sense, okay ask away." "I understand that you were making plans for just the two of you to go away this weekend." "Ah yes I tried to." "But your wife crushed that idea." "That maybe a bit harsh but over all yes she objected and so it was a no go." "Has any of this affected Charlie?" "Huh, Charlie, ah no I don't think so." "So Thomas hasn't acted different towards his little brother?" "No." "And you haven't seen a change in Charlie's behavior?" "No not really." "He's still his usual happy self?" "Yes." "You and him still talk." "Yes." "You two still play games together?" "Yes." "You still shower with him?" "Yes, ah what?" "You and Charlie shower together still, Thomas said you do. You seem embarrassed by me knowing that." "Well not embarrassed so much but, well some people would think that strange and I'm not looking to be judged." Chuck defended. "You misunderstand, I'm not judging, Tommy and I shower together sometimes." "Oh." "I'm just trying to complete in my head the picture of Thomas's life and his surroundings. He said you and Charlie shower together and I just wanted to confirm that." "Yes we do." "Okay moving on. What plans did you have for you and Thomas this weekend at the cabin?" "I was just thinking we could hang and talk about him and what was going on." "So you weren't planning on the two of you jacking off together again?" Chuck stayed silent. "Are you indicting that Thomas lied to me about that?" Chuck sighed. "No, he didn't lie to you." "Why were you fondling my son?" "What?" "Cut the crap Chuck, I saw you fondling my son, you still shower naked with your youngest boy and you jerked off with your son in a public spa with a stranger watching. What is going on with you?" Chuck twisted his fingers and looked down at the floor. "Look I'll save you the emotional turmoil. Thomas set your mattress on fire because he was upset that his mother vetoed the weekend getaway where he believed you and him would finally have sex." "Why did he think that?" "Maybe the mutual jack off session encouraged him." "At the moment it seemed innocent and the right thing to do." "Thomas is in lust/love with you, he wants to be the person in your bed, that's why he has been acting out, he's gay and doesn't know how to deal with it, he want's to be your lover and doesn't know how to deal with it, that's why he was acting out." Chuck just sat there. "Your oldest son wants your daddy cock fucking him." I stressed. But Chuck still sat silent. I leaned back in my chair and studied my silent client. "He's to old for you, isn't he?" It finally clicked in my head. Chuck looked away at the wall and sighed. "Yes." "Are you actually having sex with Charlie or still working towards it?" "He's touched me in the shower but nothing more than touching my cock." Chuck admitted. "So you don't want to have sex with Thomas?" "No. I never meant to have him think I did." It was my turn to sigh, "How do I tell him that you love Charlie more than him. No sorry that you desire him more." Chuck buried his head in his hands. "I don't know, I don't know." I stood up, "You stay here I need to think." I instructed and left the office. I walked out into the house to the kitchen and it was empty, so was the rest of the first floor. I went to the basement and found Tommy and Thomas playing a video game, sitting side by side but not touching. I sat on the couch and just watched them not knowing how to proceed, how to break this poor boy's heart that the dad he lusts for doesn't want him but his younger brother. How do I get him to accept that without acting out, without him wanting revenge and raping his little brother?" "Thomas, if your mother is still pissed off at you, would you be okay with spending the night here?" "You know I would." He replied with a slight laugh but without looking away from the game. I returned to the office and sat down. "How are you going to deal with Thomas?" Chuck's head snapped up. "Me? that's your job." "Well in that case, I think he best spend the night while your wife calms down and both of us think of a way to explain to her why he's no longer a problem. He needs more sessions but he's on the road to recovery." "What about Charlie?" "Charlie's your drama to play out. Thomas's is mine." I returned sharper than I should have. "Your really not going to stop me?" "You shower with your youngest son, not a crime. He's touched your cock, on purpose? Accidental? I don't know. What's for me to stop? Unless you're telling me you're a danger to your son and then yes I will stop you." "No, no, no I wouldn't hurt Charlie." "Then what's there for me to do. Go home, let me deal with Thomas and you work on smoothing the way back home for him." Chuck got to his feet and I saw him to the door, he wasn't brave enough to say good bye. I stripped down to my usual shorts and went back to the basement. "You'll be spending the night Thomas." "Where's dad." Thomas asked setting his game controller down and turning towards me. "He went home. He's going to try to smooth things over with your mom so you can go home tomorrow." "So he doesn't want me?" "Not in the way you want him. He loves you but he doesn't want you as a lover." I saw a tear come into Thomas's eye and I pulled him into an embrace, Thomas let go and started to cry openly. Tommy moved in and hugged him from behind. "I'll share my daddy with you." He offered. Thomas pulled his head away from my chest and gave me a questioning look. "Yes, Tommy and I are the way you wish your dad and you were." "Can I call you dad when we're together?" Thomas was wiping the tears from his eyes. "If that makes you feel better then yes, but you know it's only a game, right?" Thomas nodded. I brushed my fingers thru his hair. "You can call me anything you want when we're together." Our lips came together and we went into a deep kiss. I opened an eye and could tell that Tommy was reaching around and unbuttoning Thomas's shirt, then he pulled on it and Thomas moved his arms so Tommy could pull it off. I knew Thomas played sports in high school but he usually wore baggy clothes. With his shirt off, Tommy and I both caressed his upper body and it was a tight teen jock muscled body. I broke the kiss and lowered my lips to his right nipple and flicked my tongue across the pointed nub, then I sucked it into my mouth and lightly nibbled on it. Thomas moaned in pleasure and I was glad he was lucky enough to have nipples that were sexually sensitive. As I suckled, I could feel Thomas's body moving around and was able to deduce that Tommy was helping him get his pants off. A moment later I could feel Tommy's head pressed between Thomas's and my body and he was wrapping his lips around Thomas's hard cock. "I wanna be in this family." Thomas muttered out as this father and son pleasured his body. I alternated now between his nipples and chewed on them in varying degrees of intensity to see where his limits were. I was able to get fairly rough with them before he said to hard. I backed off and kept the chewing below that limit. He clamped his hands behind my head and held my mouth tight onto his tit as he cried out he was cumming. Tommy swallowed the load down his throat as he continued to suck on Thomas's shaft. "Oh swallow my cum you little cock whore." Thomas moaned out punctuated with a few "Oh Fucks." The glory of youth, his third load of the night and I was hoping to get one more out of him. He let go of my head and I leaned back, Tommy came up licking his lips and smiling. I pulled Thomas in for another kiss wile he re energized. Tommy tugged at Thomas's body and pulled him off the couch and to his knees in between my legs. Thomas was face to face with my throbbing shaft and hesitating about sucking his first cock. "Just go slow and watch the teeth." I advised as he tentatively stuck his tongue out and licked along the shaft. Tommy moved behind Thomas and pried his tight butt cheeks apart and began to rim his tight hole. Thomas moaned another "Oh Fuck." against my cock as he discovered the joy of getting his ass hole licked. I ran my hand down my stomach to the base of my cock and tilted it up and away from my body. Thomas swirled his tongue around the bloated head and thru the piss slit before wrapping his lips on the crown and experiment at sucking it into his mouth. I placed a hand on his head and helped guide him down the shaft, he gagged a few times, and I had to remind him to watch the teeth few times but he got better as he worked on it. Tommy pulled his face out of Thomas's ass and surprised him by kneeling behind him and shoving his little prick in. My young son fucked into this teen hunk as Thomas learned how to suck cock. I tilted my body enough that I was able to take one of Thomas's nipples between my fingers and work it as he sucked me. The smell of man and boy sweat permeated the basement. I saw Thomas move one of his hands underneath him and I imagined he was going to jack off so I told him not to touch himself, he would be needed that for fucking. Tommy fucked him like a jack rabbit, I needed to teach him the finesse of a slow fuck, Thomas learned quickly and was doing a good job on my fat fuck stick. Thomas slobbered enough on my cock to keep it well whetted and his sucking most comfortable. "Your doing great at being a new cocksucker." I praised. "You'll be a great faggot." Thomas sucked harder at my words. For his first time he really warmed up fast to working my cock over and he started big by starting on mine. "I'm sorry you and your dad aren't on the same page but if you want I'll help you learn all about man on man sex. Of course, maybe you would like to just find a boy your age and the two of you could teach each other." Thomas reached up and grabbed my nuts and gave them a firm squeeze. I took that as a no and laughed. I now put both hands on his head and help guide it further down, even though I wanted the rough treatment of him fucking my head, I was going to give him a taste of it, he might like it or might not. He was on a upward motion but I pushed him back down till he gagged and held him there a moment as he struggled to pull back up. I only held him there a moment but it was enough to send him a signal, the game goes both ways with me. He pulled up and off my cock, caught his breath and then plunged back down on it till he gagged, but again gave my balls a firm squeeze, I think we have an understanding. Thomas was a jock and he wanted to be treated like a man not a fairy, but some of this was anger in him. I held his head and began to thrust up into his mouth as he held still and let me. I pushed in deep one more time and feed him his first taste of male seed. I removed my hands and let him eat my cum at his own pace, he seemed to savor it in his mouth. Tommy had already had his little boygasm and sat back on the floor watching us. Thomas lavished his tongue around my cock head licking up the last of my seed, then he leaned back on his haunches and gave me a smile which turned to a sneer. "So I get to fuck." He looked back at Tommy. "You do but not him this time, my ass hole is itching for your hot teen cock." Thomas's sneer grew and the corner of his lip curled up. I slouched down on the couch and raised my legs. "Lick your faggot daddies' asshole." Thomas commanded. Tommy scooted over and went to work with his little tongue. "Under the edge of the couch." I pointed and Thomas reached under and pulled out a tube of lube and a towel. "I have to use this?" "I don't love you enough to just use spit." I chuckled. Tommy slobbered away and Thomas coated his cock with the lube. "Show me what you got." Thomas moved Tommy aside and moved up in between my legs. "Don't suppose I'm taking your ass virginity like I took your mouths." I laughed, "No, sorry, it's used." "No worries, I'll enjoy it just the same." Thomas placed his cock head to my hole and just shoved it in like an amateur. It was what I wanted, I don't know why but I wasn't going to figure it out now. I groaned out in pleasure and some pain as his hot 7-inch teen cock pushed in. "Fuck my daddy, fuck him good." Tommy cheered. "Yea do like my little slut son says and fuck me good." I stated and took a swat at Tommy's ass which caused him to giggle. Thomas thrust in and out, he was bigger than James and smaller than Kevin and I was enjoying it. I guess I could be a full-blown queer. "Fuck me." I muttered and Thomas began to shove into me harder and faster. But I wanted more. "I'm sorry Thomas but there's more thing I have to tell you about your dad." "Now?" "I'm sorry, I'll tell you later, just fuck me now, we'll talk about Charlie later." "Charlie? What does he have to do with this?" Thomas asked without stopping his fucking into my ass. "I'm sorry but your dad isn't interested in you because you're to old for him, he wants Charlie." "Muther fucker." Thomas growled and started to fuck me harder. "That little shit, I'll wreck his ass." "It's not Charlies fault, he's a victim here." "I'll make him a victim alright." Thomas returned as he banged into me with more force. "As soon as he grows hair your dad will drop him, it's not Charlies fault." Thomas's anger built up and he was really slamming his cock into me which was my whole intent. "I'll rape the little bastard and then dad won't want him." "But he still won't want you." I countered with a moaning breath as Thomas fucked me as hard as he could. He slammed into me with all his might, dispelling his anger. "I can't condone you raping your little brother. Please don't hurt him." Tommy just watched as Thomas battered my ass with all his might. "Fuck my whore daddy." Tommy blurted out. And Thomas did just that driving himself into me thrust after thrust. It hurt, it was wonderful, it hurt so good and I was moaning like a whore as this teen boy fucked into me venting all his anger. "Yes fuck me hard, let that anger out, pound it into me stud." Even though I had just shot a load, my cock was hard and drooling precum. Tommy shoved his head in and licked at my cock tip eating my slim as it bubbled up. My hole was feeling so good, I used one hand and gave my balls a tug adding to the sensation. "Fucking hell, shit, fuck, fuck, fuck." Thomas roared as he slammed into me one last time and I could see his body shuddering. Thomas collapsed down onto me and Tommy was able to pull his head out. Thomas started to cry and I let him cry out his anger, frustration, sadness for a good 20 minutes, I then shifted us so he was lying on the couch and he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. I covered him up, Tommy and I collected our clothes and headed up stairs. Getting to the top of the stairs I saw red and blue flashing lights dancing across the front windows, our night wasn't over yet.