Date: Wed, 9 Jun 2010 17:52:36 +0000 From: Eric McKenney Subject: How to Teach My Son the Way Grandpa Did 11 How to Teach My Son the Way Grandpa Did Part 11 by Eric Titan (titanic_cock@hotmail.com) All usual disclaimers. Do not read if this is illegal where you live our you are underage. This story is completely fictional and does not represent any actual stories. i hope everyone who gave me feedback from the pervious chapters enjoys it's back. Comments welcome. titanic_cock@hotmail.com Ned and Dylan arrived with the second batch of kids about an hour after the first load. "Hey, boy. Throw your stuff in the front room wherever you want you bunk." As they headed up the porch, "Ned, your son Chad wasn't feeling to well. I gave him some aspirin and put him in the bedroom upstairs. he does have a bit of a fever. Boys, listen up, everyone. I already told these others, but i'd say Chad is contagious right now. The upstairs is off limits this weekend, got that.?" Everyone agreed. "Ok, now, we're not up here to stay inside. The other guys are down by the lake swimming." "But, Mr. James, I didn't bring any swim trunks." Ned spoke up, "Who needs swim trunks? We're all men aren't we? Just go skinny dipping. In fact, boys, don't make Bryan feel left out- leave the trunks here." I was so proud of Ned at that moment. As we walked up the stairs, "Wow, what a switch in attitude from last night. Last night must have been good for you." "i guess it was." "i hope my son wasn't too much trouble." "He was a perfect gentleman, except when he had his tounge buried in my ass. That was a bit raunchy. Which, by the way, felt amazing. Never tried that before." "you get to do it to him?" "We ran out of time. Dylan kept bouncing from one idea to the next. And we kept getting interrupted by hank or Roger over us jacking off and shooting all over us. They apologized this morning waiting on us with a breakfast in a warm bubble bath." "I hope you both got clean up. There's no showers up here i'm afraid." "We never got around to washing. Once Dylan sat on my lap and slid my cock in his tight ass, I couldn't really think about much else but nibbling his ear." We reached the bedroom door, "Does that mean you left a load of your cum up my son's ass?" "I guess you'll just have to eat it out and find out." they slipped inside and shut the door quickly. It was pitch black. I flicked a lighter, "Hold on, I've got a shit ton of candles up here." Turning back to Ned, "feel free to use the melted wax however you want." he leaned in for a deep kiss. "Once this weekend is over, we are picking up our relationship where we left off." "I have something to tell you." "What?" "I'm married." "Bring her along. Or better yet, bring your son. Speaking of, I think he's around here somewhere. Here, you take this candle, I'll light some more candles." Ned walked blindly in the dark as his eyes were slowly adjusting until he hit the edge of the bed. "Dad?" "Chad?" Chad was slowly coming into view, laying in the bed with his arms tied above him and his feet below. "Are you, tied up?" "Yes, dad." "He tried it a little bit last night and decided he liked it. And I thought he deserved to be the focus today. You need to be the one doing all the work, dad. First thing tomorrow morning, you can switch. Here- Dylan and I both took notes last night of things you both really enjoyed. You have to do everyone of them to each other." "I wondered what he kept writing down." "It's a shamed you didn't like getting pissed on. Dylan and I love it." "Yeah, where is he supposed to piss?" "There's a vase behind you, if you can aim it right. Have fun. Let me know if you need anything." As i walked up to the house, Dylan came running back up. "Dad, I need to ask Chad a question." "Nope, he's out of commission." "But dad, I just have to. I'll be real fast." "What do you have to ask him?" "That kid, Bryan, i told him we could sneak off tonight and i'd teach him how I jack off, but I would feel bad if I didn't ask Chad permission first. We decided, we're officially dating." "When did this happen?" "This morning. We were texting each other all night. He said you'd left him with a butt plug in as he asked me." "Oh, yep." "I got it after our bath this morning and said yes." "Which reminds me." and with that, I dragged Dylan by the arm into the kitchen, threw him face down on the table and pulled down his pants and started to lick his asshole all over. "Ned did cum inside you, didn't he?" "Yeah. I was going to surprise you, but i think it's going to wash out when I go swimming." "Oh, well, there will be more." "Can i go upstairs now?" "Go ahead." i walked down to the river and watched 6 naked boys jumping in and out of the water. "Be safe. I don't know CPR." One of the boys yelled, "Jump in. it's real fun." "That's ok. i'll just right now." A few minutes later, Dylan ran back down, already naked. "He said i could. He said i could do whatever I wanted with any of the boys." "Dylan, I want you to be careful with these boys. you've already had a lot more experience then any of them. it's fine to teach your friends a thing or two, but don't push. Let them ask the questions and go only as far as there ready. Beside, you just commented yourself to a relationship. Does that mean something to you?" "I'm very careful with that, dad, I swear. Bryan asked me if I jack off a lot first. And with other guys, it's just like making friends- good friends with things in common. I haven't had a lot of friends like this before. It's nice to have friends." "Yes, it is." "But I don't make love to anyone else besides you and Chad. Even Ned felt more like Uncle Nick." "So, it's Ned now, is it? No more Mr. shit with him now that you're sucking his cock?" "Actually, I call him cucumber." "Why?" "When he stuck his dick up my ass, i told him it felt just like a cucumber Chad and I stuck up each others asses last week. He liked that a lot." "I bet he did. Go on and swim with your friends." As Dylan ran off, I shouted, "Hey, where'd you get the cucumber?" "The fridge. Don't worry, I put it back. You used it in the salad that night." I wonder why they scoffed down so much salad. "Twenty more minutes swimming, boys and we're going on a hike." I sent the boys on ahead since it was an easy trail around the lake to get a scavenger hunt ready for them. They showed back up an hour later, all naked again and carrying their clothes. "Why did you all take off your clothes?" One of the boys laughed and shouted, "We decided we were having more fun without them like when were swimming." "So it was stupid to wear them part of the time when you're not at others." "Well, i guess that makes sense. But if any of you get poison ivy somewhere you can't reach to scratch, don't blame me. Ok, now pair up. Here's a scavenger hunt for you all. First team back wins." "There's an odd number." "There is. Timmy, you join in with Dylan and Bryan." It was very odd to received a stare that said, 'dad, why the fuck you have to cock-block me,' but I shot him one back that said, 'because you've been enough of a whore for one week. "You all have to stay together anyway, so everyone still has even odds." They took their sheets and ran off into the woods. I looked up at the second floor bedroom window, imagining how much pleasure they were both in right now. I feel asleep in the yard until i heard Dylan running up, crying. "Dylan, what is it." "Bryan and I were talking about tonight and going somewhere to jack off and everything and he asked me if I've ever had a blow job. I said I had and I asked him and he said no. So I said, I've given a couple too, and he called me a fag." "I'm sorry, son. How did that make you feel?" "Like, he was judging me. Like I was a big dork." "What does the word 'fag' mean to you?" "That I'm a sissy. That I'm not tough and a real guy." "Dylan, I wish I could protect you from this kind of shit, but I can't. Every so often, you're going to hit some shit like this. But the way I see it, stuff like this really just helps us to not be relying on how others see us, but just being proud and strong of yourself, because only you know everything about you. Now, Bryan didn't seem to think you were a fag before you told him you'd sucked cock, did he?" "No." "So, maybe he called you a fag because you suck cock. And, is that accurate?" "Yeah, I guess." "Are you ashamed of it? Do you want to stop?" "No, I love it." "You're going thru a lot of changes right now. Maybe you'll going back to eating pussy, or you'll do both. Labels are just for other people and can change as you change. But, if you are proud of the way you love other guys, why not let people know that." "What if they beat me up or make fun of me for being a sissy." "Do you realize there are guys out there that may be more of a sissy, though i don't think you are. Not every gay is. Is Ned? Roger? Buck? Nick? Grandpa? Me?" "No." "And we all suck cock, don't we?" "Fuck yeah." "But if some guy has traits that you might see as more feminine, that is not something to be ashamed of. So, seems to me, you either need to stop talking about it with everyone or put yourself out there and get ready for when judgment comes." "It's hard, dad." "I know. But I'm proud of you. And that's why we have people we love to come back to." Timmy stepped up out of the bushes, "Dylan." "Oh, hey Timmy." "I heard what Bryan said. It's not true. You're not a fag, Dylan. I like you." "Timmy, it is true. I am a fag. But I don't mind. I'm proud of it and people should know it. I am a fag." "Oh, ok, that's cool. I still like you. Want to finish the hunt?" And they both ran off again. When they all made it back, I awarded the prize to the winner and told everyone to wash their hands and get some clothes on for dinner, when Dylan spoke up. "Hold on, everyone. I have something I want to say. I've really enjoyed getting to know all of you these couple weeks. You're all really cool. And I know you're getting to know me, so before rumors start spreading, I want you to know that I'm gay. Hopefully that's cool with you all. If you have questions you want to ask me, feel free. If you want to call me a fag, i've already heard it, so don't bother. Ok, let's eat." I watched all through dinner and the night activities, one by one, come up to him and seem to say it was ok. I was so proud of him. Just before bed, he finally got a chance to get me to the side, "Dad, everyone has been so cool. Even Bryan appologized." "I'm glad, but don't expect everyone to be cool. It will be hard sometimes. Choose your battles. Sometimes it's best to just let some people walk on because you aren't going to change their minds and it won't help fighting all the time." "Like not telling people about us." "What?" "I get it now. What we have is between us and no one else needs to know and if they did, it might cause trouble and I might loose you. I don't ever want to loose you. Hey, where you sleeping tonight?" "I don't know. I guess the main room with you all." "Well, i still told some guys we could sneak off and jack off. We couldn't sneak off with you there." "Ok. I'll sleep in the hall upstairs. Where are you sneaking off to?" "I said the lake. I didn't know where else." "There's a storage shack out back. Why don't you go there? I turned off the lights and immediately heard little scampers, then a few more. I looked over the stairs to see how many followed and found an empty room. I went out to the tool shed and opened the door. There they all were. Dylan had pulled out a cot and had everyone crouded on it. Dylan was in the middle with his cock out. When he heard the door, he covered it quickly. It had been awhile since I'd seen that reaction. "What are you boys doing?" "We were jacking off, dad, if you have to know." "Well, this is dumb. You all go back in and be comfortable. I'll sleep out here." "Thanks dad." They all ran out. I feel asleep to very pleasant thoughts. The next morning, I woke up to Dylan, naked, on top of me, sucking my cock. "Well, good morning. Did you boys have fun last night?" "We sure did. Everybody shot a load. And look what I have for you." He picked a vase half filled with cum off the floor and started to drizzel it on my chest. "Don't you think you should shut the door." "Everyone's asleep. You should have seen them all, naked, laid out all over the floor. I wanted to bad to start sucking everyone of them, but then i thoughts about your cock." He sat the empty vase back down and licked a glob off my nipple and drizzled it into my mouth, ending in a kiss. "Don't move too much or you'll spill some." I rested my head comfortably and closed my eyes, waiting for his lips and another gift of young cum, when i felt a forgein mouth on mine. I opened my eyes and jolted up. "Timmy. Dylan, what is Timmy doing here." Timmy sat there, naked, with the most pitiful look, as cum drizzled down his lips. "I'm sorry, dad. He saw me sneaking out and stopped me and asked if he could come too. I didn't think you'd mind." "Did you know what Dylan was coming out here to do?" "No." "I don't understand. Then how did you get here, naked, passing your buddies cum into my mouth?" "I saw you kissing Dylans butt hole yesterday in the kitchen." "He asked me about it last night, dad, after everyone went to sleep. He asked if that was what gay was. I said yes, and he said, he dick jumped up when he saw it and if that meant he was gay." "What did you tell him?" "I said yes. Then this morning, i told him i'd leave the door open for him to watch and if he wanted to try it, he could sneak in and do what I was doing." "Timmy, it's great that you are curious and I will answer any questions you have, but we can't do this together. I'm your scout leader." "It's my fault, dad. I didn't think you'd mind. You didn't with Chad." Timmy changed his expression to excitement, "You play with Chad, too?" "Timmy, I'm sorry. You're going to have to go back." "But, but... I really think i'm gay." "Why is that, Timmy?" "Well, when were were jacking off last night, I was thinking about you taked when i shot my load. I really want to do that again." I looked at Dylan, "I'm sorry, dad. I'll ask you first next time. But can he please stay?" "Tell you what, Timmy. You can lick off the cum and feed it to Dylan, who will feed it to me. When we are done, Dylan and are are going to pay a bit more. You can watch and jack off, if you want. Is that ok?" "Sure." I watched Timmy savor each round and ever so carefully pass it on to Dylan, his dick shoot straight up the whole time. When the last was sucked up, Dylan got to work on my cock and i watched dylan beat his meat like it was going to fall off as he watched Dylan work. It felt like seconds when Timmy shot hos load all over his chest and stomach. The sight shot me over and blew my load in Dylan's warm mouth. "Well, timmy, what did you think?" "I'd like to taste your cum sometime." i looked at Dylan, who smiled with his mouth closed and leaned over to feed Timmy my load. 'Did you like it?" "Best cum i've had yet." Dylan laughed, "Well, your first taste was kind of a mix of a lot, so i'm not sure you could tell." "I really do want to play with you, like you were my dad too." "Besides, dad, Timmy doesn't have a dad at all, for reals or sucking cock." "Timmy, i'll have Dylan set up a sleep over this week to see what we can do, ok?" "Ok." "Can I ask one more thing?" "Of course. What?" "Will you at least lick my cum off me? You can give it back to Dylan if you want, or whatever. Is it alright if you just don't feed it back to me?" I leaned over and started licking up every drop, starting at his chest and working down. When I was done, I sat up and Timmy asked, "Why didn't you feed it back to Dylan?" "Because i wanted to swallow it myself." "I hope my cum was as good as yours." i looked down and sucked off the last drops of the head of his dick, sat up, and delicately pressed my lips to his. As I backed away, he licked his lips, and i wispered, "Delicious."