Date: Thu, 26 Jan 2023 06:12:21 +0000 From: Billie353535 Vegita Subject: Fw: Taught by dad - part 5 (incest) Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not proceed. If you like this story, a full list of all of my works can be found on the below link. https://new.nifty.org/authors/26895/ **** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com *** "Fuck, that was an awesome night," I said to Jason, my still-dozing sex partner. We had been making love all night, my spent cock still sticky from the many loads I had deposited in Jason's ass. After so many of our nights had been interrupted, we'd finally spent a whole night together. I turned to spoon him; he was in front, and I was behind. I draped my arm across his manly chest, nuzzling his neck. Jason turned on the spot, playfully overpowering me. Even though I was a top, I only had a dad bod; he was the one who was toned and muscular. He had no trouble climbing on top of me and staring down at me, lust still in his eyes from our night of passion. "I love you, Mark," he growled on top of me. "Fuck, I love you too, Jason." I loved this man. My wife had not been out of my life long when I went looking for a male companion, but it was Jason who found me. I'd spent years trying to hide who I truly was while he'd spent his entire life revelling in his gay feelings. I still couldn't believe a man like him would want me. I had spent so much time with a woman, trying to attract them, when here was a guy who wanted me as I was. He was tall and handsome, with muscles in all the right places, but I loved his attitude the most about him. He was so loving and caring, and even after I admitted that I had a young son, it only made Jason want me more. I can still remember our first date after telling him all this, and no sooner than we had finished our first coffee, he asked me to take his ass. The fact that he wanted me and wanted to be a bottom was how he got into my pants so fast--an easy transition to the gay scene. Sleeping with him was so different from what it had been with my wife, but it felt so right. "I'm still horny... " Jason admitted, his body heat radiating on top of mine. I had fucked him three times overnight, and if I had it in me, I would have done it a fourth. He planted his hard cock against mine, the shape and contours of his manhood brushing across mine. Our balls touched, his heavy balls weighing down against mine. "Want to have more fun after Jimmy goes to school?" I winked. Movement from the other part of the house told us my son Jimmy was already awake. Usually, we would have gotten up and dressed after hearing him, but after yesterday, Jason and I no longer saw the point in hiding any of it. My bedroom door opened, and there he was, my dozy thirteen-year-old son, rubbing his eyes from his slumber. "Morning, champ," I called out as Jason laid back down beside me. "Hey..." Jimmy said, having a stretch. "Are you guys doing "it" again?" "No, son. We were just about to get up. How did you sleep?" "Um, it was weird. I dreamed about Max. At first, it was good. We were on a bus, and it felt like one of those wet dream things." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah...but then it turned bad. We ended up on the bus alone in the middle of nowhere. We were about to have sex, but when I looked at his bum, it looked like a girls!" "Hah, what?" Jason chuckled beside me. "Girls have butts, too, buddy!" "Yeah, no, I know that. Max had a wiener--I mean, a penis and balls and stuff. But his butthole looked like a girl's one. You know, the thing they have? I didn't like it." "It was just a dream, Jimmy," I assured him. "Perhaps your mind is a little muddled with all the sex talk recently?" "Maybe. Maybe I'm not meant to be a top like you? Maybe my dream is telling me I won't like it. I don't know what to do now." "Well, it doesn't stop you from trying to get Max's attention in school, right?" "But what if I am not into boys at all?" Jimmy worried. "I like Max.. and the teacher said boys like me can get all kinds of feelings during puberty. Maybe I just like Max as a friend? I don't want to lose him." "Those are very adult feelings, Jimmy, that only you can figure out. That is the risk of relationships sometimes, you may be just friends, but you will never know if you don't try." "Perhaps I could help?" Jason offered. "I know many guys who thought they were gay, and the first time they try with another guy, they find out they aren't into it at all." "I liked it when I sucked, dad..." Jimmy muttered. "And I liked it when you sucked me." "What about what your dad and I do?" Jason asked. "Do you think you would do that?" "You mean, the butt stuff? I don't know..." "Wait a minute, where are you going with this, Jason?" I asked. "I'm just saying that the only sure way to tell is for him to try it. He could fuck me, or I could fuck him. That is if you were okay with it?" "You want to fuck my boy? A teenage boy?" "Sure, why not? You've got a butthole, don't you, Jimmy?" I could see Jason's cock swelling beneath the sheets, a telltale sign he was getting off on the thought. The idea also intrigued me, which was surprising considering that barely 24 hours ago, I was hesitant to even show Jimmy my cock. Watching Jason take my son's virginity did sound hot to see, and I would have a front-row seat! Jimmy stood there without an answer as we mulled the possibilities, though he would have to be into the idea as well. "What do you think, Jimmy? Do you want to try it?" I asked. "It hurts, right? Or would I have to be on top?" "You don't "have" to do anything," I assured him. "But if you do, do it; it should be with Jason. He's the expert, and I'm your dad. It wouldn't sit right with me to do that to you. Not yet, anyway." Jimmy looked adorable as he weighed his options. He is an intelligent kid but still a kid at heart. He stood awkwardly in his bedclothes, the opportunity for sex before him for the first time in his life. Glancing in Jason's direction, there was no way he, too, wouldn't have noticed Jason's manhood bulging up the covers. "After that dream... I think I want to try being on the bottom first. I don't want to look at anyone else's butthole for a while... Okay... " Jimmy finally said. "What do I have to do?" -- I grabbed a chair from the dining room while the other two prepared for their intimate act. Jimmy took off his meagre clothes and climbed onto our bed on all fours while Jason quickly grabbed some lube from the bathroom. Jason and I typically didn't need lube when we fucked, but it would certainly be needed this time. I was the first to be ready, comfortable in my seat, with my naked boy prone on the bed. Jason was the last to be ready, his bushy erection leading him every step of the way. It bobbed in front of him as he went to and fro, the prospect of fucking my underage son making his veined penis harder than I had ever seen him. Jason's cock was quite a work of art, his shiny knob already gleaming at the end of his foreskin, his low-hanging nuts swaying back and forth between his legs. The size disparity was almost comical--a grown man with a hairy cock full of seed versus my son, barely a teenager, and his much smaller budding package. "Is all of that going to be able to fit inside of me?" Jimmy asked, eyeing Jason's size warily. "Don't worry about this big thing yet, Jimmy," Jason said softly. "I'll start with a few fingers, and if you're relaxed enough, we'll try the real thing." The bed creaked as Jason squirted some KJ into his hand and touched his finger into the deep groove of my son's crack. Jimmy flinched at the new sensation, then hummed, feeling the warm slipperiness against his tender skin. "The first time you are with Max, one of you will need to do this, too," Jason explained. "Get some lube, and just be gentle. Whoever is going to be taking the cock needs to be completely relaxed and willing; if you try to jam it straight in, it won't work." Jason's masterful finger probed at Jimmy's virgin entrance, tracing little circles against the tiny sphincter. His finger walked around and around, applying only the slightest pressure against the centre dimple, working his way in. I was transfixed as Jimmy's buttocks began to circle in tandem with Jason's finger, the top half of the digit suddenly vanishing into his insides. "OOOHhhhhhh... It's in... " Jason purred. "Does that feel okay, buddy?" Jason asked. "Yeah... It feels strange but nice. I... Ouch!" "Sorry, buddy, just pushing in a bit more." Jason kneeled closer behind Jimmy, running a hand down Jimmy's slightly sweaty back. Jimmy's penis was suspended between his thighs when they started, showing signs of interest in the feelings he was experiencing. "Uh... " Jimmy grunted as Jason introduced a second finger. "He's so fucking tight, Mark," Jason exclaimed. "What do you expect? He's only thirteen!" "Yeah... I think I'm going to try, in any case. You ready for the real thing, buddy?" "What? I thought you were already in!" "That's just a finger..." Jason said, lining himself up. "Just relax. I'll go nice and easy, just like before. Despite hearing this, Jimmy bowed his head this time as he felt the bulbous head of my boyfriend kiss his anus. Jimmy adjusted his knees, sensing what was about to enter him. Jason pushed. Jimmy yelped. The slick glans of Jason's head penetrated my boy's once virginal hole. Another shift and another careful push brought a gasp from Jimmy's lungs. "Are you okay, son? You have the first couple of inches inside you now." "It hurts... " Jimmy barely whispered. "Sorry, buddy," Jason replied. "Do you want me to take it out?" "No... just... wait," Jimmy replied. I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, a tear rolling down his cheek. I walked to the bed to console him, wrapping my arms around my little warrior. "You can do it, son," I said, rubbing Jimmy's shoulders. "You're so brave. Braver than I was at your age." "I love you, daddy..." Jimmy croaked between my arms. "I love you too, son." "And... I love you, Jason." Jimmy strained. "Aw, I love you too, buddy. That means a lot." Slowly but surely, Jimmy became accustomed to the thick, throbbing lump of meat inside him. His bowed head slowly rose, his tears cleared, and Jason began feeding the rest. The sounds of pain had subsided, replaced by purring and pleasure; his teenage love tunnel stretched and bred. The bed springs squeaked and grind as Jason began to thrust, getting into a rhythm as he fucked my son's hole; caution was no longer required. "Fuck..." Jason exclaimed, his shaft squeezed by youth. "Fuck..." Jimmy agreed in his higher tone. Jason's penis was fully embedded through their joining bodies, rubbing in and out of Jimmy's vice-tight hole. On each thrust, Jason's balls would swing forward, kissing Jimmy's own set of immature balls before pulling back for another fuck. Jimmy's developing penis was hard against his tummy, Jason's engorged cock harder still and ready to burst. "Can I cum inside you, Jimmy?" Jason panted. "Ya... " Jimmy managed to respond. From across the room, I could see Jason's balls tightening, his thickness visibly swelling further. "UHhh FUCK!" Moments later, Jason yelled, ripples throbbing down his length like a piston. His taint buckled in sequence with the pulses, depositing his load of cream deep into my teenage boy's ass. Jimmy closed his eyes as he felt filled by my boyfriend's seed, his warm delivery of cum washing my son's insides. "Next time, it's my turn," I laughed, watching my two favourite males. "But you should have a shower and get to school, Jimmy. And be sure to tell us how it goes with Max. Don't be afraid." "But dad, what if he hates me?" Jimmy worried. "Remember, the worst thing that can happen is that he will not be interested. But by the sounds of what you told me, he's already in the palm of your hand. Good luck, son." ** It was a typical school day; Max was making his way briskly toward his school, fully aware of footsteps approaching from behind him. He knew those footsteps, their pace, and he knew he could not ignore them. Max tried to pick up the pace and get to school faster, but like a typical school day, it was fruitless. Max was nine years old, a small ginger boy. Being ginger was his only guiltless crime, but it was enough to make him stand out--enough for school bully Josh to pick on him every day. "Where are you going in such a hurry?" Josh called from behind the young redhead. Josh was a daily occurrence in Max's life; he stirred the pot of Max's torment, making fun of his hair and freckles every chance he got. Josh was a year older than Max but had been held back a year; his bullying was a shield to hide that he wasn't particularly smart. "I have to get to school early." Max pleaded. "I need to..." "And miss our morning catch-up? Not a chance. Come on; you know how this works." Josh dragged Max down an alley, cornering the hapless smaller boy. "What have you got for lunch for me today?" Max sighed. He did know how this all worked. He pulled off his backpack, unzipping the top to access what was meant to be his lunch inside. Before he knew what was happening, Josh snatched away the bag, tipping it upside down and sending its contents tumbling onto the pavement. Josh shook the bag, causing several exercise books to fall out, followed by a drink bottle and a Naruto-themed lunchbox, the lid falling off as it landed. "I don't know if you will want anything today..." Max tried, looking at his stuff scattered on the floor. "Oh yeah? What's this?" Josh asked, unwrapping a small item wrapped in paper. "That's some cake my mom made." Josh unceremoniously stuffed the cake into his mouth, munching on it before spitting it back into the crumpled paper. "Your mom's cooking sucks. Tell her to bake a better cake." Max sighed as he watched his mom's mouth-mangled cake get folded and thrown back into his lunch box. Josh picked up Max's drink bottle, taking several large gulps. "That's apple Juice... " Max said glumly. "Shit juice, more like it." Josh scoffed, spitting the juice out. "I'll give it some more flavour." Josh hawked up some saliva, making a show of it. Max watched helplessly as Josh's vile mouth stuff dripped towards his open bottle. "HEY!" SMACK Josh saw stars. When Josh regained consciousness, he found himself on the ground, his face throbbing, and a furious teenager standing over him. Josh recognised it as a teenager from the following school over, his size and strength dwarfing Josh's. "Who the fuck..." Josh stammered. "I'm Jimmy," Josh's assailant replied. "And if I see you fucking with Max again, I will kick your balls so hard they will be dangling out of your nose!" Josh went pale, the image of the threat quite clear in his mind. Even though they were all kids, the difference between them meant Jimmy might as well have been an adult. Josh gathered his things, sprinting away from the much bigger boy. "Thanks... " Max finally muttered. "You're early..." "I got a ride with my dad instead of the bus because I was late. How long has that been going on?" Jimmy asked. "You don't wanna know..." Together, the two friends picked up Max's things off the ground, popping everything back into his bags. "Oh, I do. If that prick or anyone else hassles you, I want to hear about it. Why didn't you tell me?" "I didn't want you to think I was weak!" Max implored. "I wish I was big like you so I could stand up to jerks like him. But I'm a ginger. I have freckles. I'm no good for anyone." "Your freckles are what make you cool!" Jimmy insisted. "I like them about you." With everything packed away again, the two boys were ready to get to school. Side by side, they carried on down the alleyway and back down the street. Jimmy reached out without thinking, taking Max's hand in his. Perhaps it was a memory of something his mother once did for him, back when she was around, but at the moment, it felt right. Jimmy hadn't realised he'd done it until Max's slender fingers gripped his back. The closeness of their bond was reflected in the warmth of their bodies as they held hands. Max thought it was a little odd at first, but as his friend's strength loomed on the path beside him, he had never felt so safe on the walk to school. Jimmy was his friend. He felt invincible with him by his side; none of the other kids could touch him. "You know," Jimmy said. "I didn't know you were a Naruto fan." "Yeah! He is cool! Do you like him?" "Shit yeah! I've got a bunch of DVDs back home--episodes that haven't been released here yet. Wanna come to my house sometime to see them?" "Yeah!" "It's a date." "Hehe, you say that like it's a girl and boy thing!" "Believe it!" *** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com ***