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Conner woke up with his wife soundly asleep beside him, his cock stiff in his briefs. The last few days before her return he’d traded BJ’s with his boy a half a dozen times, been fucked three times by his son’s hard little cock, and bred Benji’s smooth little ass twice. He missed waking up beside his sweet boy and already had been looking at getting a cabin where they could get some alone time.

Clad only in his briefs he took the stairs up to his son’s room, pulled the boy’s covers back and opened the fly of his white boxers. Conner looked at his sleeping son with a smile. He’d always enjoyed looking at his boy but since they started sharing this he really realized how handsome the little man he created was. The strange callback to his own youth only added to his excitement. His porcelain skin, the silky brush of his first pubic hairs, the clear watery loads that spoke to the intensity of his gaining familiarity with orgasm. Conner took his son’s soft little two incher in his mouth. He loved that dirty little cock but thought again he’d need to teach his boy how to clean it. For now they boy’s tongue baths from his dad would do.

Benji woke with a light whimper and Conner moved a finger to his son’s lips. With his free hand he took the base of his son’s rod in between his thumb and index finger and tugged the boy’s hood back. One swipe of his tongue over his son’s exposed sensitive head led to a flood of the boy’s clear immature load trying to breed his dad’s mouth.

Conner pulled himself off his boy’s cock.

“Time for school buddy.”

“Get over here first dad.” Benji whispered.

Benji pulled Conner’s briefs down, hooking the elastic under his dad’s balls, sucked his dads cock down. As soon as it was in his mouth Benji’s hand moved to his dad’s shaft, tugged his dad’s hood back and Conner immediately shot. Conner half regretted showing his son his secret trigger but knew they’d need to get off quick sometimes sneaking around as they were. He was pleasantly surprised to find skinning back had the same effect on his son, and although he missed their slightly more drawn out sessions, those were a no go anyways with his wife around.

It was about a week into their new normal, waking his boy up for school by sucking his cock, feeding his son a load from his own little rod before he went down for breakfast. Conner’s wife was out shopping and Benji had brought his friend Cole over. They were playing video games up in Benji’s room. Conner would come through every once in a while and check on them, walking up the stairs quietly, feeling dirty just from the simple act of peeking through his son's door trying not to get caught. His third stealthy trip up the carpeted stairs paid off, sitting on the floor, controllers set aside, were Cole and Benji. Benji’s hand was down the other boy’s pants.

Cole starred dead ahead, not looking at Conner’s son, or down at the hand on his cock. Conner’s briefs got tight, nipples hard, he tried to control his breathing, he’d done a little bit of playing with other boy’s at his son’s age. Seeing his son experience that had him excited.

Cole whispered something inaudible to Benji, who withdrew his hand from his friend’s pants and pushed his own gym shorts and boxers down. Cole unbuttoned his pants and fished his cock out.

Conner’s heart raced, he was looking at a boy’s hard cock, his son’s ten year old friend. The boy’s stood up and held their rods side to side.

“Mine’s bigger.” Cole grinned.

Benji shoved his friend’s shoulder with a grin, and laid down on the floor, taking his friend’s hard cock into his mouth. Cole whimpered for a moment and then started bucking, Benji got off of his friend, surprised and looked down at Cole’s cut little rod violently twitching.

Seeing the young boy’s dry cum caught Conner’s breath in his throat. Conner got the feeling he had when he first spied his son jerking off, felt the panicked feeling in his chest, his vision tunneling, and the warm flood of his cum in his briefs as his groin radiated pleasure.

Conner had been strangely resilient against feelings of guilt for what he was doing with his son, but the fact that another boy had such an effect on him didn’t sit well with him. He’d thought the spontaneous orgasms were something to do with the fact that it was his own son.

All the same he couldn’t help glancing back at the boy in the back seat with his son while driving Cole home. Couldn’t help wondering if the eleven year old would outsize him if they compared side to side like his son had. The idea perversely excited him.

A few minutes into the drive back home Conner broke the subject with his son.

“I caught what you were doing with your buddy in your room Benji. You have fun?”

“Yeah,” Benji blushed,“What did you see?”

“I saw your hand down his pants and you put his weiner in his mouth, it seemed fun.”

“It was! Dad, I think Cole came, but nothing came out.”

“That’s called dry cumming, that never happened to you?”

“No the clear stuff came out the first time I played with it.”

“Every boy starts making spunk at different ages, you may just be more developed than Cole in that way.”

“He was bigger than me.”

“I heard that. Didn’t stop you guys from having fun did it?”

“Nope!”

That night Conner finalized the renting of a cabin. It was a one room cabin up in the mountains, minimal amenities, but it would be a place where they could get away and actually fuck instead of just sneaking in a quickie.

He set up for a three day weekend at the end of the month, excited to enjoy his boy without any interruptions in the privacy of the woods.