Date: Sat, 10 Jun 2017 17:13:00 -0400
From: tagenhard@aol.com
Subject: We Joined The Neighbors

I welcome criticism if it's constructive.

Of course this is fantasy and such real life conduct is not condoned or
encouraged.

"We all live two great lives. One in reality and one in our mind."

The age of the boys may have been increased to follow story guidelines
rules.


We Joined the Neighbors


"Dad, dad" I could hear lance's voice calling out even over the shower
water running across my head.

"I'm in the shower Lance." I yelled back out into the open room.

I could see Lance run into the bathroom. The shower was of a door less
design so there was no privacy from it and the master bath it was attached
to.

Lance my nine year old son came up to the shower opening. There was nothing
unusual about this.  Many a time while I was showering Lance would come in
with a question or something if mom wasn't home. I had no problem with him
seeing me naked. I'm only 28 and still in good shape.

I could see something was troubling Lance however so I turned off the water
and walked over to the opening and squatted down in front of him. I didn't
grab a towel or anything but just let my manhood hang down from my spread
legs. Nothing about this ever struck me as unusual or sexy or wrong. It was
just a father talking to his son.

Lance was acting kinda nervous. "What's wrong son." I asked calmly.

"I," he hesitated "I saw something that I think is wrong but I'm not
sure. I don't know what to do."

"OK, calm down and tell me slowly what you saw." I reached out and put my
hand on his shoulder.

Lance took a deep breath "I went over to Cole's to see if he wanted to
play."  Cole was Lance's best friend and lived across the street.

"Mrs. Taylor was just leaving and said Cole was up in his room and that I
should just go ahead and go on up." Lance stopped and took a deep
breath. "So I went in the house and just headed up the stairs to Cole's
room. But he wasn't in his room. I was gonna leave but heard the shower
running in his parents' bedroom and heard some voices."

Lance stopped and looked a little sheepish.

"OK so what did you do?" I asked

"Well I didn't call out for him like I probably should have." He stopped
again and looked at me for a reaction but when I didn't respond he
continued. "So I like just walked into the bedroom. The door was wide open
honest. And I walked over to the bathroom door which was also wide open and
looked in."

"Did you look in or did you sneak a peek in?" I asked with a raised
eyebrow.

"I guess I peeked." He responded timidly.

"OK, continue with your story."

"Well that's when I saw it. Cole and his dad were in the shower together."
He paused. "Naked." Another pause. "And, well, and Cole had his daddy's
thingy in his mouth."

I wasn't sure what Lance was going to tell me but I certainly never would
have guessed this.  The look of surprise must have shown on my face.

"Honest I really did see that." Lance spouted.

"Okay, okay I believe you. I just want to make sure I understand this
correctly." Wow what the fuck I thought.

"So you saw Cole with his dad's thingy in his mouth. And when you say
thingy you mean this," I grabbed my balls and cock and hefted them up. "You
mean he had his dad's cock in his mouth?"

Lance just shook his head yes.

"Well you were certainly right in coming and telling me this. But before I
do anything I need a little more information, okay?"

"Okay daddy"

"Did it look like Mr. Taylor was forcing Cole to do this?"

"Ah no I guess not."

"So Mr. Taylor wasn't holding Cole's head and shoving it onto his cock?"

Lance though a moment. "No, ah, Mr. Taylor wasn't even touching Cole."

"Oh so Cole was kinda just doing this and Mr. Taylor wasn't forcing him or
threatening him or yelling at him?"

"No I guess he wasn't doing any of those things." Lance realized.

"OK so was Cole acting like he didn't want to do this or did he seem to be
enjoying it?"

Lance thought for a few minutes. "I guess he seemed to be enjoying it."

"OK good, so he wasn't saying anything like I don't want to do this or this
is bad?"

"Oh nothing like that. He was holding onto his daddy's hard," he hesitated
"hard cock and was sucking on the end of it. Shoving his head on and off
it."

"What was Mr. Taylor doing?"

"Ah he was leaning against the shower wall and just making moaning sounds."

"Did they sound like moans of pain?"

"No I guess not. What does it mean daddy. We're always told not to let
anyone touch us in our private area." Lance sounded perplexed.

"Well we're going to find out. I want to make sure that Cole isn't being
forced to do this. But there is the possibility that he likes to do it.
Maybe he likes to be naughty some times." I stood up and grabbed a towel
and started to dry off. "We're going to go over there and talk to Cole to
make sure he is okay and then I'll decide what to do."

"Okay daddy."

I stepped out of the shower and Lance followed me into the bedroom. I threw
on a tank top and a pair of loose fitting running shorts and sandals.

I reached out my hand for Lance to hold and off we went.

"Honey, Lance and I are going over to the Taylor's." I called out to my
wife in the kitchen.  "Okay." She called back.

We crossed the street to the Taylor's who lived directly across from us.
While Lance and Cole were best friends, Jack Taylor and I were just more
neighborly. We'd waved hi or exchange a few pleasantries. But I can't say
we were like friends or anything.

I was sportier built like a jock, which I was in high school.  The captain
of the soccer team and on the basketball team as well.  Jack was more like
the captain of the high school computer club.  Kinda thin, pale. Don't get
me wrong he was handsome enough but more in a cute way than a macho way. He
was kinda more quiet and shy at neighborhood gatherings but very pleasant
to talk to once you got him engaged in a conversation he found interesting.

I stopped at the front door and rang the bell. I was deciding how to handle
this as things developed.  After a few minutes Jack answered the door. His
hair was still damp but he smelled of fresh soap and moisture. He was
wearing a bathrobe.

"Hi Jack. We need to talk." I stated it crisp and curtly as I pushed past
him into the house.

"Oh, okay" He stuttered surprised at my abrupt intrusion.

With Lance in tow I marched into the living room. Jack showed up a moment
later.

"Ah what's this about?" He asked meekly.

"Cole." I shouted out. "Come to the living room."

"What's going on?" Jack asked but I just held up my hand in a gesture of
silence.

Cole came bounding into the room. "Hi Lance, hello Mr. Thomas." Cole was
all cheerful and smiles. Not the face or actions of a child recently
abused.

"Jack I want you to sit there." I indicated a side chair that faced the
couch. "You are to sit there quietly while I talk to your son." My voice
and tone were firm and forceful.

"What's this about?" Jack inquired.

"Sit." I barked.

Jack retracted and sat down meekly.

I sat on the couch opposite of Jack. "Cole please come and stand here in
front of me." For Cole my voice was firm but friendly. Cole did as he was
told and Lance sat down on the couch next to me.

"Cole, I'm going to ask you some questions and I need you to answer them
honestly. You're not in trouble, you haven't done anything wrong but I need
some answer to these questions. Okay?"

"Ah sure I guess."

"Okay as I ask these I want you to look only at me. I don't want you to
look at your dad for help. Do you understand?" Even though I was asking
with a soft and warm voice I could see that Cole was a little frightened.

"It really is okay buddy." I tried to soften my voice more and be more kind
in my tone.

"Ah" Jack started to say.

I raised my hand palm out to Jack. "I'm going to talk with your son and
you're going to just sit and listen.  Everything will be okay, I think, but
you need to be quiet and trust me. Can you do that?"  I hardened my tone
just a bit as I stared hard at Jack.

"Ah sure okay." He mumbled.

"OK Cole," I took his hands into mine. "Lance came over earlier and your
mom was just leaving and she told him that you were in your room and that
it was okay for him to just go on in." I noticed Jack's eyes widen a bit.
"Well Lance didn't find you in your room but heard the shower running and
so he sneaked into your dad's room. I think he was hoping to see your daddy
naked."

I looked over at Lance who just looked down at his feet and fidgeted a bit.

Looking back at Cole I could see he was about to start crying. "Now you're
not in trouble, you didn't do anything wrong so there's no need for tears.
Can you be a big boy for me and not cry?"

Cole just shook his head yes.

"OK so Lance saw you with your daddy's cock in your mouth and you were
sucking it." Cole sniffled.

I looked up to Jack and saw he had his face buried in his right hand. I
figured he was having visions of handcuffs and police cars.

"What I need to know is, did your daddy make you do that? Did he force you
or threaten you if you won't do what he wanted? Or do you enjoy being a
naughty boy. And it's okay if you do. I'm not going to think you're weird
or bad. I just need to know that your dad isn't making you do something
that you don't want to do."

Cole looked scared, he sniffled again. "I -- I like doing that. I'm sorry
but I like it." Then he started blubbering but talking at the same time. "I
don't want to lose my daddy please don't call the police please I don't
want him to go away." I pulled Cole into my arms and he set his head
against my chest.

"I'm not going to call anyone Cole. It's okay, you don't need to cry." I
looked over at Jack who had slid his face up so his hand was only covering
his mouth. I saw surprise and disbelief in his eyes.

"Now Cole I want you to stop crying and look at me."

Cole pulled his head away and wiped away his tears with his arm. Looking up
to me, then he started to turn his head to look at his dad. I gripped his
chin and turned his head back to me.

"Don't look at your dad. Just you and I are talking and all you need to do
is answer my questions."

"It is okay son, answer his questions and be truthful." Jack said softly.

"Right, I want to talk about this and the reason I want to talk about this
is to make sure you're not being hurt or that you're not being forced to do
something you don't like. As an adult and more importantly as your friend I
have an obligation to make sure you're okay."

"We're friends?" Cole asked timidly.

"Well I'd like to think we are. I think you're a great boy. You're smart,
funny, and fun to have around.  You're polite and very good looking also. I
know we're not friends like you and Lance are but I still would like to
think you're my friend."

Cole leaped forward and wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big
hug. Then he pulled away and whimpered again. "You still want to be my
friend even though you know what I do with daddy?"

"Sure I still want to be your friend. What you and your dad do doesn't make
me like you any less."

"Thank you" Then he leaned in and gave me another hug.

When he pulled away and stood back up I looked him straight in the eyes.

"I'm going to ask you some very direct questions and I'm going to use some
bad words or words that you might not like. But like your dad told you I
want you to answer me truthfully."

Cole shook his head yes.

"When you put your dad's cock in your mouth and suck it, do you like that?"

"Yes." Cole mumbled.

"Speak up Cole so I can hear you. If you enjoy doing something then you
shouldn't be afraid to admit it."

"Yes I like having my dad's cock in my mouth." Cole returned in a more
normal voice.

"Do you suck it till he shoots his cum?"

"Yes."

"Do you eat or swallow his cum?"

Cole got a little grin on his face "Yes, I like it."

"That's okay. There are a lot of people who like to suck cock and eat the
cum. You're doing good." I ruffled his hair and he smiled.

"Have you sucked anyone else's cock or only your dad's?'

"Only daddies."

"Do you lick his balls?"

"Yes."

"Does your dad ever make you suck his cock when you don't want to?'

"No if I tell him I don't want to then he says it's okay, we'll wait till I
feel like it."

"Do you ever lick his butt hole?"

Cole looked down at the floor then back up at me. "I have but I don't like
it as much as sucking his cock."

I looked over to Jack. He was sitting back in the chair now obliviously
feeling that maybe the cops weren't coming after all. I could see he had a
hard on under the thin bathrobe.

"Has your daddy ever stuck anything in your butt hole?"

"Sometimes he will put a finger in there."

"But he has never put his cock in your hole?"

"No. I know that's called fucking but we never did that."

"Does your daddy ever suck your dick or lick your balls or lick your butt
hole?"

"Oh yes." Cole perked up "I really like it when he licks my butt hole. He
calls it my boy pussy."

I looked over to Jack and he just shrugged his shoulders a bit and grinned.

"Well Cole I think that covers all my questions and I want you to know that
I still consider you a friend. I don't think you're a bad boy just because
you like to do naughty things with your dad. I know this is all a big
secret as I'm sure your dad has explained to you."

Cole shook his head. "Yes mommy can never know."

"Or anyone else unless your dad says it's okay. I also want you to know
that if you ever feel the need to talk to someone other than your dad about
this or anything else you can feel free to talk to me anytime."

"Thanks." Cole sniffled again.

I looked over to Lance and put my arm around him. "Now Lance I think you're
kinda confused right now but Cole has admitted to a big secret. And I need
to know that you will keep his secret. Do you think you can do that?"

Lance looked at Cole then at me and shook his head yes slowly.

"Do you still want to be Cole's friend?"

"Yes." Lance whispered.

"You want to be his friend even though you know he's a naughty boy?"

Lance hesitated a moment "Do I have to be a naughty boy to?"

"No you don't. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. It's
like Cole likes blueberries but you don't. I don't make you eat blueberries
just because Cole does, do I?"

"No sir." That all seemed to make sense to Lance because then his
expression lightened up.

I pulled Lance in tighter to me. "Now if you don't want to ever talk about
this again you don't have to.  And if Cole starts to talk about it and you
don't want him to, then tell him that you don't want to talk about it. But
if you have questions and ever want to talk about it then feel free to talk
to Cole or to me or you can talk to Mr. Taylor also." I kissed him on the
top of his head. "Okay?"

"Okay" He smiled back at me.

"Now Lance you owe Mr. Taylor an apology for trying to spy on him. You knew
that was a wrong thing to do. Right."

"That's okay." Jack spoke up.

"You teach your son your way and I will teach mine. I think he owes you an
apology." I said firmly.  Jack backed down.

"Lance go over to Mr. Taylor and tell him what you did, why you did it and
explain why you're apologizing."

"Yes sir." Lance said softly but got up and took the few steps over to be
in front of Mr. Taylor. "Sir I sneaked into your bedroom hoping to see you
naked in the shower. I'm sorry I broke into your private time."

Jack scooted forward in the chair so he was sitting on the edge right in
front of my son.

"Well Lance I appreciate you apologizing and I accept it." Jack reached out
his hand for a shake. Lance took his hand and they shook. While still
holding Lance's hand. "Like your dad said you can talk to me about anything
anytime you want. And if there is anything your curious about, like seeing
me naked, just ask me. Even if Cole's not here you're still welcome to come
over and talk to me." Jack let go of Lance's hand.

Lance started to turn away but stopped and turned back to Mr. Taylor. "Do
you mean that sir or are you just acting nice?"

Jack looked a little surprised at my son's forthrightness. "Yes I do
actually mean that, honest."

"OK then Mr. Taylor can I see you naked?"

Without looking to me for a reaction or permission Jack said sure and stood
up. He was just inches in front of my son, and he dropped his robe off. He
was hard as a rock. Probably 6 ½ inches was my guess.  Body thin and
pale with a spray of dark hair on his chest and around two nice sized
nipples. His heart must have been racing because his hard on bounced
slightly back and forth in the open air.

"Your balls are all hairy. My dads are smooth."

"That's because I shave my balls son." I commented.

"And he's not as big as you are dad." Lance just stated a fact. He didn't
say it like he was insulting Jack.

"Well Lance, men's cocks come in all different sizes and thickness. It
doesn't matter what you have but how much fun you have with it." Jack
replied with a smile.

Cole was staring at my crotch like he was trying to develop x-ray vision.

Jack cleared his throat. I think he was trying to get Cole's attention but
Cole was lost in his own dreams at the moment.

"Thank you sir." Lance said after staring at Jack's hard on for a few
minutes.

Jack dropped down to his knees and pulled Lance into his bare chest and
gave him a hug. His hard cock lay against my son's bare leg. Jack had one
hand on my son's back and the other slid down and under Lance's shorts so
his hand was holding one of his bare ass checks.

"I want to thank you Lance for having the courage to ask me that and like I
said you can ask me anything anytime." Then he whispered into Lance's ear
and you can see me naked anytime you want, Even if it's just the two of us
alone." Lance put his arms around Jack's neck and hugged him back. They
stayed that way for a few minutes and then Lance released his arms and
pulled back. Jack let go and pulled his hand up and out of Lance's shorts.

`Okay you guys go play while us dads talk." Jack stated. After the two of
them ran off Jack asked if I wanted a beer.

"Sure sounds good."

He left his robe laying on the floor and just walked bare ass naked out to
the kitchen. I did notice he had a nice round firm looking ass. I heard
some clinking of bottles and soon he was back with his still hard cock
leading the way.  Handing me one he plopped down onto the sofa next to
me. We each took a big swig.

"So if I understand correctly from Lance's comments, your cock is bigger
and your balls are smooth."

"Yep he's correct on both points." I replied then pulled on the beer bottle
again.

"So you've seen mine, can I see yours?"

I looked at him and he had a little grin on his face. I laughed, "You have
to either get me drunk or buy me dinner." I raised my beer bottle to
him. "Cheers."

"Cheers" he replied clinking his against mine.

We sat there a few minutes when he finally spoke again.

His voice was more subdued and serious. "I really want to thank you for
this and not calling the cops."

"I realize that I'm now an accessory after the fact or something like
that." I paused "You gotta be more careful though. What if it had been your
wife instead of my son? You should have waited till you knew she had driven
off and locked the front door before you got all sexed up with your kid."

"Yes you're right of course, sometimes I think with the wrong head." He
chuckled at that. Jack got to his feet and took my empty bottle and went
out to the kitchen. He returned with two fresh ones and still had the hard
on.

"I guess this means I'm not getting dinner." I laughed as I took the
bottle. He just shrugged his shoulders and sat back down next to me.

"Why aren't you turning me in? What are you expecting in return?"

I looked at him deadpan. "I'm not expecting anything. I just thought
through what I think is the best choice here. "If I turn you in what
happens? The police come, handcuff you and haul you off to prison.  The
news flashes it everywhere and everyone learns that you're an incestuous
pedophile. Your family is disgraced, including your parents and
siblings. But worse still everyone discovers your 7 year old son has been
having man sex. Sure everyone will say he's a victim but there are those
who will say he probably asked for it. His fellow student's parents will
tell them to stay away from him and will start calling him names in
school. Some men in town will put him on their radar so to speak thinking
he's already done he will do it again. Strangers or other pervs will see if
they can prey on him. It could even be fellow family members. Uncles or
older nephews. Your wife will be called names to her face by some who can't
believe she didn't know what was going on under her own roof. Others will
smile to her face but talk viciously behind her back. She'll receive
anonymous vile letters and phone calls. Eventually she may move and change
their names to get away and start fresh but even then there will always be
the family that knows."

I took another swig of beer. "And then there is Cole who will need therapy
because of all the people telling him what happened was bad and
wrong. He'll lose his dad and may even try to replace you but end up with a
really bad man." I fell silent and twisted the bottle in my hand. "I know a
majority of people will say what's happening is wrong. But it's already
happened and the cock can't be put back in the pants so to speak. That's
why I asked all those question and I asked them as graphically as I
could. I wanted to make sure he wasn't being hurt or forced. I wanted to
make sure he understood exactly what he was doing and that he knew it was
considered wrong. Yes by all definitions you are abusing your son but at
least you are being loving and careful about it. When he says no you let
him say no and accept that. While this is all kinds of wrong, I think it's
better than the alternative."

I looked at Jack and thought I saw tears coming to his eyes. "Aw don't you
go crying also girlie man. Get me another beer." I laughed as I handed him
my empty bottle.

As he stood up he said "I don't know how I'll ever thank you enough."

He was half way across the room when I said "You could let me fuck that ass
of yours."

I don't know why I said it but there it was. Jack stopped looked back at me
and said "Only if Cole gets to watch."

I laughed but it was obvious it was forced. Jack left the room. Why did I
say that I wondered? What the hell was wrong with me?

Jack reappeared with more beer and again sat down next to me. He was going
to say something but I cut him off by starting first.

"Jack do you take pictures or movies of you and Cole having sex?"

"God no, I won't dare. That is a really great way to get into trouble or
get blackmailed. I do have some kiddie porn though that I got off the
internet years ago. This is before they started to track what was going
on. I haven't gotten anything in about five years so I think I'm safe. I go
into chat sites and talk about kid sex but when guys offer to send me stuff
I always decline. It's too risky now." Jack paused.

"Would you like to see some of it. It's both boys and girls."

"No, no, well maybe, I don't know. I was just wondering that's all." I took
a long swig from my beer. I felt nervous all of a sudden. I noticed Jack
was slowly stroking his still hard cock.

Suddenly Cole and Lance came running into the room and up to us. My son's
eyes settled on watching Jack stroke his hard cock. Cole rested his hands
on my thigh close to my package.

"Mr. Thomas."

"Yes Cole?"

"You said that cock sucking wasn't a bad thing right?"

"Yes I did. There are lots of people who like to suck a cock when having
sex. There's nothing wrong with it." I replied and stroked his hair.

"Lance says it's a bad thing. It must be a bad thing because you would
never do it." Cole kinda whined.

"Did you really say that Lance?" I turned my attention to my son.

"Yes dad. But it's true you won't do it right. Because you don't do bad
things."

I guess in an eight year old's mind this made sense. I chuckled, "Thanks
for that Lance but I don't think sucking cock is a bad thing."

Now Lance broke his gaze from Jacks cock and looked at me. "So since
there's nothing wrong with sucking a cock you would be willing to do it,
right?"

I hesitated, I wasn't sure how to answer this but Lance saved me from
having to figure out the answer.

"I want you to prove it dad." Lance stated firmly.

"What? How?" I was taken by surprise.

"Suck Mr. Taylor's cock. Prove that there's nothing wrong with doing it."

"I don't want to suck his cock." I blurted out.

"Ha I knew it. You do think cock sucking is bad and Cole's bad because he's
a cock sucker."

"No, no it's not and he's not." I heard Cole start to cry.

"Now stop that Lance. Cole's not bad and I don't think it's bad." I pulled
Cole to me and hugged him.

"It's okay Cole you are not a bad person just because you like to suck your
daddies cock."

"Then prove it dad." Lance challenged me.

I turned to Jack for some help but nearly poked my eye out. Somehow he had
gotten up and was standing right there with his cock in front of my face.

"Prove it dad or are you just lying to us?" Lance challenged again.

I felt Jack's hand on the back of my head. Aw fuck it, I thought. I opened
my mouth and Jack slid his hard cock into my mouth and started to gently
fuck my face.

"See Lance, your daddies sucking my cock. He's a cock sucker just like
Cole. Your big stud jock daddy is sucking a cock and I think he likes
it. It looks like he has a hard on himself."

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw Lance staring at me intensely
as Jack fucked his hard cock in and out of my mouth. I felt a small pair of
hands rubbing across my crotch.

"You're right dad, he's got a hard on. It feels so big." I heard Cole say.

Lance glanced down at my crotch then back up to me getting face fucked. I
felt a small set of hands tugging on my shorts. I realized he was going to
strip me. His hands hooked into the sides of my shorts,

"Oh yea you do like sucking my cock. Look how hard you are." Jack
snickered.

Cole wrapped his hand around my shaft and pulled it up away from my body.
Looking out again at Lance I saw him watching Cole now as I felt his little
tongue lick up the underside of my cock head. He swirled it around the cap
and across the piss slit. Oh man Jack had taught his son well. Then slowly
Cole sucked the throbbing head into his mouth and closed his lips around
the flare. He kept his tongue swirling as best as he could as he tried to
suck more in. But being bigger than his dads he wasn't able to get as much
in as he wanted. But that didn't mean he wasn't gonna try.

Jack kept his left hand behind my head and with his right he placed it on
Lance's head and ruffled his hair.

"See sport, there's nothing wrong here. Your dad is enjoying himself
sucking my cock and Cole is having fun sucking your dads cock. And I'm sure
your dad is enjoying having Cole suck his big daddy cock. Look how your dad
is helping Cole."

I hadn't realized it till Jack pointed it out but my hand must have
instinctively gone to the top of Cole's head and was helping guide his head
down onto my cock. Or was I just simply pushing his head further down onto
my cock? I guess it's a point of perspective.

Jack slid his hand down to the back of Lance's neck and put pressure on him
to step closer.

"You have nothing to be afraid of Lance, it's just us guys having fun."
Jack had maneuvered my son so his face was right up next to mine. He kept
his hand behind Lance's head but took his hand away from mine.

I was in control now. I could pull off his cock and end this but I was
hooked. Cole's little mouth sucking at my hard cock had my mind in a
fog. It felt so incredible knowing a little boy was swinging from my meat.
I think Jack read me right, but wanted to have me cross this line freely.

And cross the line I did. I pulled back on Jack's cock till just the head
was in my mouth and then turned my face sideways facing Lance. Jacks cock
head rested on my lips. Jack removed his hand from Lance's head but I
replaced it with my own and guided his face so his lips came into contact
with mine. Jack's cock was now trapped between both our lips. Jack slowly
started to slide his hard shaft back and forth.

I heard Jack moan. "Aw fucking hot, father and son cock suckers doing me at
the same time. Like father like son they say."

When Jack pulled back for his next thrust I turned Lance's head slightly
away from mine so he faced Jack more directly and I used my tongue to push
the hard dad cock into his mouth. The head popped into his mouth and he
closed his lips around it. Jack slowed down so not to gag him but on each
thrust pushed in just a little further. I took a few minutes, but soon he
had all 6 ½ inches in my son's mouth.

"You look so hot with a man's cock in your mouth son. I love you so much
right now. Your lips and your mouth are just perfect for men to fuck. I
can't wait till it's my cock in your mouth."

I took my hand away from Lance's head. He didn't try to pull away from
Jack's meat. Jack pulled back so just the tip was in Lance's mouth and
stopped. A moment or two passed and then Lance moved his head forward. He
started to bob his head up and down on the hard cock all on his own.

"Yea son, now you're a true cocksucker. You're making me proud." I kissed
him on the cheek. I heard a gagging sound and looked down. I had
practically all my cock shoved into Cole's mouth. I didn't let him up. The
sound of him gagging on my cock and the sight of my son with a man's hard
cock in his mouth had me burning inside. I knew I found a new side to me. A
hunger that I wanted to feed.

"So good Lance, you're so good at sucking my cock. I plan on having my cock
in your little boy's mouth a lot."

"Yea, you can use him anytime you want. It's so hot seeing him swinging
from your meat."

Jack moaned louder and I could see the signs that he was about to cum. His
body tensed and without warning to Lance, he shot his first load into
Lance's mouth. Lance being surprised by this quickly pulled his head back
and off the shooting cock. The next jet of cum landed across his lips, then
another on his nose. Lance was pulling has face further away but I quickly
put my hand up behind his head holding it in place. He opened his mouth to
say something just in time for another blast of cum to fly directly into
it.  He clamped his mouth shut as Jack grasped his cock giving it a few
more jerks sending two more shots of cum flying thru the air and landing on
Lance's cheek and lips again.

Jack dropped back onto the couch breathing heavy. I immediately leaned in
and started to lick the cum off of his face.

"Fuck yea, lick another man's cum from your pretty little boy's face."

After I licked his face clean I pushed my tongue into his mouth and swabbed
the inside of his little mouth looking for more of Jack's cum.

"What a sick fuck" Jack sneered.

This pushed me over the edge and I flooded Cole's mouth with my hot
cum. Cole gagged and sputtered but I held his head firmly in place till I
was done unloading my balls. Then I let go of his head. Cole dropped to the
floor coughing up gobs of my cream, his nose running and his eyes
tearing. I thought he looked so sexy that way.

"Sorry I was so rough little buddy, but you're so good I lost control." I
wasn't really sorry but figured it was the right thing to say.

"It's okay." Cole mumbled wiping his eyes.

I pulled Lance into my chest. "And you special son of mine. You did such a
good job. I am very, very proud of you." I kissed him on his forehead.

Lance lifted his head and with a quiver in his voice "What was that stuff"

I laughed out loud and heard jack chuckling.

"That's daddy milk. It's called sperm but it's easier to say cum. This is
what makes babies if you put it inside a woman. I shoot some of mine inside
your mom 8 years ago and that's how you were born."

His eye's got wider "Really?"

"Honest"

"That's so cool." He laid his head back against my chest. But I noticed his
hand was in Jack's lap fondling the now semi hard cock. I figured he was
gonna be okay with this all. I put my arm around Jack and dropped my hand
down onto his chest rubbing a nipple.

"Well it seems you're officially our favorite neighbor." I Laughed.

Jack got a wicked grin on his face. "And this is just the beginning."