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Two weeks after their camping trip Conner saw his wife off for another one of her visits to her sister. Benji had been having his friend Cole over every Friday and Conner had waited as long as he could before creeping up the stairs to peek in on them.

Without fail at some point in the night the two boy’s would “rough house” and Conner would go up to check on them, to see the boys exploring each other's bodies and groins. Conner felt particularly guilty spying on his boy at play but there was something wildly exciting getting to see those early explorations.

Conner leaned against the wall and felt the familiar tightening of his briefs as he saw his son with the raven haired boy. He watched in frustration for twenty minutes as the boys stuck to video games before Benji whispered something to his friend, who grinned and leaned back.

Benji rubbed his little friend’s groin, pulled down Cole’s pajama bottoms, and revealed a small cut cock. Benji leaned in and sucked on his friend for a moment, before coming up for air and pulling out his small cock. The boy’s sat side by side, Benji tugging with his thumb and index finger, Cole stroking his hard rod in his little fist.

“Is your dad bigger like you are?”

“He’s bigger than me. I’ve never seen him hard.” Cole replied, seemingly unphased by his dad being brought up while their cocks were out, “Is your dad bigger than you?”

“A little,” Benji giggled, “But he’s pretty much the same size.”

Conner’s heart raced, hearing the boy inquire about his size.

“I bet you I’m bigger than him too then. Wish I could compare.”

Conner, almost in a trance of lust, walked in on the boys.

“Having fun there?”

Cole rapidly tried to pull his boxers and PJs up, Benji simply grinned.

“No need to be embarrassed, it’s natural for boy’s to play with each other, used to do it myself at your age.”

Cole had himself mostly covered, but stopped pulling his pants up at the man’s admission.

“I heard you say you wanted to compare,” Conner continued, “You want to see who’s bigger?”

Cole could only nod and shrug.

“I need to hear you say it buddy, we could get in trouble but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being curious if you want to do it.”

“I want to see who’s bigger.”

“Stand up then.”

The boy only came up to Conner’s chest, he had to drop to one knee to get his groin even with his son’s friend. Benji stood to their side to see them size up. Conner pulled his slacks and briefs down, hooking them under his balls. Cole quickly followed suit.

With a little thrust forward from the man and boy their two hard rods stood side by side. Conner pointed his down a bit with his thumb so it was parallel with the boy’s sticking perfectly straight out.

“Mines bigger” Cole grinned.

It was, maybe only a full inch longer but Conner felt his balls tighten as he saw this smooth ten year old cock had outsized his manhood. Somehow being out manned by this boy made him feel even smaller than what he’d gotten up to with Michael had made him feel.

“You like seeing your bigger than a grown man?” Conner whispered.

The boy nodded, an uncontrolled smile still on his face.

“You know when I used to play who’s bigger with my friends the winner would get to tell the looser to do whatever he wanted.”

Cole’s grin faded, he gazed down at his boy rod outsizing his best friends dad’s manhood. Conner wondered at the boy discovering the power of his own cock.

“I want you to suck my wiener Mr.Mcanroy.”

“Then I guess I have too.” Conner said breathlessly, leaning in taking the thin smooth four and a half inch rod in his mouth. Even as aroused as he was Conner was shocked at his own actions. Playing with his son was dangerous but he knew he could trust his boy, Cole on the other hand he had no way of telling if this one action would ruin his life. A now familiar panic rose in him and he felt his rod twitching, oozing pre. Cole moaned, a high pitched groan of pleasure as he felt Conner’s beard in his smooth groin, the man’s tongue swirl around his pink little head, lips locked firmly around the base of his smooth shaft.

Conner sucked the boy for over a minute, wondered briefly at the fact that the boy seemed to be outlasting him as well as outsizing him, until the boy finally seemed to get a hold of himself enough to speak again.

“You gotta do anything I ask?” Cole whimpered.

Conner popped off the boy’s cock.

“That’s the game, yeah.”

“I want to fuck you.”

Conner was stunned, he’d never seen his son and Cole play that particular game, at no point since coming in this room had he considered this might happen. But he’d been telling himself as long as the boy had control the odds were low that he’d come away from this exposing what Conner had done.

So Conner dropped his trousers the rest of the way, and laid out on his son’s bed stripped down, ass up. The boy roughly jabbed his cock against Conner’s ass, missing his hole but eagerly thrusting. He heard his son say “like this” and guide his young friend. Conner yelped in unison with Cole as he felt the boy’s youthful rod penetrate his hole. The boy’s thrust were vigorous, a machine gun pounding he hadn’t experienced before. The man’s heart was pounding being violated and dominated by the small boy, he lost his load after twenty seconds of getting railed by Cole. His cum spraying on his son’s sheets. Cole shook violently against Conner’s body, let out a strained moan, stopped his thrusting as Conner’s hole pulled and strangled the boy’s little rod.

Conner absently realized the boy had dry cum in him. He’d been out sized and fucked by a boy who wasn’t even producing sperm yet, outmanned by a ten year old. Cheeks flush, he stood and pulled his briefs and PJ bottoms back on as Cole stared at him, pink, smooth, and naked, in awe of the big man he’d just dominated.

“Take it you’re all done enjoying your victory in the who’s bigger game.”

Cole nodded.

“Well I’ll leave you boys to yourselves.”

Conner went back to his room, collapsed on his bed. He realized pushing things with Cole what he’d really been chasing was the panicked ecstasy of breaking taboos, that’s what had been triggering him from spying on his son to sharing his boy with another man. That path seemed dangerous but there was no denying those panicked hands free loads were the best of his life. His nipples were still hard and hole was pulsing with the memory of the small boy violating him.

He’d have to talk to Cole, make sure this wouldn’t come back to haunt him. But the boy seemed to love Benji, looking up to his slightly older friend despite his smaller rod. And Conner doubted the boy would go running to tell his friends he’d had gay sex he explicitly asked for.

Playing with himself in his briefs as he’d mused on what he’d just done Conner pulled out his hard cock from his briefs. He smiled to himself, how could three and a half inches of his body have so much control over him, drive him to do such dirty things. And how could a thirty four year old man be out sized by a ten year old? He tugged on his little rod with his right hand as he ran his left through the fur of his chest. He might not be for everyone but at that moment he could only love the strange juxtaposition of his manly body and boy hung rod, the uniqueness of his body that he’d probably only ever have in common with his son.

Conner let the elastic of his briefs snap back over his hand and little cock and wet his briefs with a smaller load than the one that had just been fucked out of him. He’d have to get control of himself, stop chasing that mind blowing feeling of breaking a taboo. But as he drifted off he was confident in one thing, as long as Benji still wanted to play with him, he’d be getting off with his boy for the rest of his life. The excitement of the risky behavior was unparalleled, but the bond he’d had with Benji since they started playing felt so good he couldn’t convince himself it was wrong. He loved Benji more than anything, loved him as a smooth teen, would love him as a hairy man with a boy cock.

Conner drifted off, he’d wake in the night to a wet dream of Cole dominating his cock like Michael had, the little boy teasing him and fucking his cock into his pubic mound, of the Cole and Benji spit roasting him. For now, the dreamless sleep was his only rest from the lust that was consuming his life.