Date: Wed, 14 Aug 2019 02:35:04 -0500 From: gwen uni Subject: Part Of A Family by Cutter09 Gay Young Friends Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories availble for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. Cutter09 http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html You can find more of my stories listed on the prolific authors page under Cutter09 Part Of A Family I guess the real story started when my mom finally got tired of my bullshit. I had been living with her since my parents divorce a little over four years earlier when I was eight. Now I'm thirteen. I came home...well actually, the cops brought me home, after I was caught shoplifting. She had talked to the store manager on the phone, and the next thing I know, I'm in a squad car. After the cops left, she said, "Len, I can't handle this anymore. You're going to your father's to live for a while." I couldn't really blame her, I'd been in a lot of trouble lately. Nothing terrible, just staying out late, acting a fool. With that, she handed me a suitcase, pushed me into her car, and then loaded me onto a bus headed for Florida. My father remarried recently. I've never met Karen, but I know she has a son that's two years older than me. His name is Caleb. Mom blamed Karen for the divorce, but I knew that was bullshit. He didn't even meet Karen till after the divorce. The only reason I knew about the wedding, was because I heard my mom telling a friend about it when she was drunk. I guess my dad does alright financially, because he's never missed a support payment. I don't really know what happened between my parents that caused them to divorce. Mom's drinking may have been a factor. Although I hadn't seen my dad since the divorce, I recognized him immediately. He was waiting for me inside the bus terminal. Alongside him stood a boy which was probably Caleb. He was tall for his age of fifteen, and kinda skinny, yet muscular. Blond hair, and as I got closer, I could see sky blue eyes. "Len!" Dad called out when he saw me. He hugged me tightly, almost squeezing the air from my lungs. When he finally let me go, I could see tears in his eyes. I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't tears. "I'm so happy to have you with me finally. Oh, this is Caleb, your step brother." Caleb smiled and held out a hand to me. I shook it half heartedly. I hadn't really thought about him as a brother, but I guess he is. He took my suitcase and we started toward the parking lot. "I couldn't believe it when your mom called me this morning. I got so excited and so did Caleb and Karen." This morning? I got on the bus last night. She put me on the bus without even confirming someone would pick me up? What the hell? We pulled up in front of a nice looking house. Typical for Florida I suppose. Spanish style stucco. Just inside, I was introduced to Karen. I was surprised to find that she was very pregnant. "Very nice to finally meet you Len." Karen hugged me as if she had known me for years. I held back so as not to make contact with her belly. I just kept staring at it. "It's a boy. Due in a couple of weeks. We're going to name him after your grandfather, Eli," Dad informed me. I haven't seen Grandpa Eli since the divorce either. Or anyone else from my dad's side of the family. It's like they didn't want anything to do with me. "I'm afraid you're gonna have to share a room with Caleb for a while, the other bedroom has been turned into a nursery." Great. I have to share a room. I've never done that, and didn't want to start now. But I guess I don't have much choice. The rest of the evening was, for me at least, tense. I felt like I really didn't belong here. Yet, it was my dad's house, so I should belong. No one said or did anything to make me feel unwelcomed, but I still felt like some sort of interloper. They were such a happy family, I would like to be part of it. When bedtime came, I was faced with another problem. I don't even own any pajamas. I sleep in my underwear back home. "Uh...I uh...I don't have anything to sleep in," I admitted to Caleb. "What do you usually wear?" "I usually just sleep in my underwear." "That's cool. So do I," Caleb said, and began undressing. This was the summer between seventh and eighth grade for me. I wouldn't have to start showering after gym class until ninth grade. I had never been naked in front of anyone since I started dressing myself, not even a doctor. It didn't seem to bother Caleb as he stripped down to his white briefs. I turned my back just as he unzipped his pants. I pulled off my tee shirt and shorts with my back to him. He came around the other side of the bed and turned down the covers, and I saw his thin frame carrying a large bulge in his briefs. It was only then I noticed, not only were we sharing a room, we were sharing a bed. I'd had sleepovers of course, but they were friends and the same age as me. This was a virtual stranger, and older, and obviously well developed. What was he hiding in those briefs? "Hit the lights before you get in," Caleb said nonchalantly. I happily did as instructed, not wanting Caleb to see me in my undies. I don't know what I was afraid of, we were both boys, but still I was nervous. My underwear was nowhere near as full as his.I turned out the lights, even though I wanted to see more of him, and found my way under the covers. I laid there stiffly for a minute, when Caleb said, "Look Len, I know this may be hard to believe, but I really am glad you're here. And I hope we can be friends as well as brothers." "Sure, Caleb. Me too," I said, as I remembered his stuffed briefs. "Call me Cal. That's what my friends call me." He sounded sincere, but I was still leery. It took me a long time to fall asleep. The sound of running water woke me. Cal was in the shower. The bathroom had a door at either end that opened to our room and to the nursery. So even if I had my own room, I'd still be sharing a bathroom. I heard the water shut off, and a few minutes later Cal appeared. He was wearing clean white underwear, and still toweling his hair. The fullness was still evident, and I know I was probably staring. "Hope I didn't wake you. Would you like to shower?" "Uh...actually I usually shower at night." "Yeah, me too. Especially during the school year. I can sleep fifteen minutes longer," Cal laughed. "I cleared out two drawers for you here in the chest, and there's plenty of room in the closet for your clothes. Dad said he was going to take you shopping soon, so you're gonna need the space," Cal was saying as he roamed around the room getting dressed. I waited for his back to be turned to leap from the bed and dash to the toilet. The only thing worse than him seeing me in my underwear, would be for him to see me in my underwear with a boner. Then I realized I would still have to go back in there in just my underwear after peeing. When I finished, I looked at myself in the mirror. My dick had gone down to the point of hardly making a bump in my undies. I stroked it hurriedly, and stuffed it in pointing down, so at least I had some bulge. Cal wasn't in the room when I returned, thank god. I got dressed and found him and the rest of the family in the dining room. "Have a seat Len. Karen makes the best pancakes," Dad said when I entered. I didn't want to admit it, but they were pretty good. Karen went out of her way to make me feel comfortable and welcomed. I don't know why I had expected her to be some sort of an ogre. Probably because my mom had spent most of the last couple of years bitching about Dad and Karen. I now knew my mom was the ogre, not Karen. "Can we go swimming later?" Cal asked as we finished eating. "That's what the pool is for," Dad replied. "Pool?" I asked. "Follow me little brother. Hmm... I kinda like the sound of that," he said smiling to himself. We went out the French doors to the patio. The pool and decking took up most of the yard, with nice landscaping around the far side of it. Just beyond in the distance, I could see the ocean. I'm not sure if it was the Atlantic or the Gulf of Mexico because, to be honest, I didn't know which side of Florida we were on. "I didn't bring a swimsuit, so..." "I'm sure I have an old one that will fit you," Cal offered. "Naa. I don't want to be a problem. I'll just wait for Dad to take me shopping." "Come on little bro. It's no problem. What good does it do to have our own pool if we don't use it." With that Cal grabbed my hand and tugged me toward our bedroom. He dug through a drawer and found one. "I wore this last year, it should fit you." It was one of those tight little ones like they wear on swim teams. I've never worn one before. It was even tighter than my underwear. I didn't want to be rude, so I took it and went into the bathroom to change. When I saw myself in the mirror, I could clearly see the outline of my dick and balls. I tried to adjust it so it wasn't as noticeable, but no matter what I did, it was still visible. The pale blue color seemed to accent the obvious bulge too. I couldn't win. A few minutes before, I was worried about not showing a bulge. Now, in this thing you could see every detail, even that I was circumcised. "You gonna stay in there all day?" Cal called from just outside the door. I steadied my nerves and opened the door. Cal's eyes went straight to the swimsuit. "Umm...nice," he managed to choke out. Was he as nervous about this as I was? "You don't think it's too small?" Cal stepped closer, stuck his finger in the waistband and pulled it away from my body. I wasn't expecting that. "No...it looks perfect to me. I..uh I mean, it looks like a perfect fit," Cal answered oddly. I wondered if he was able to see inside the swimsuit from his position. It scared me, yet kind of excited me to think so. As we walked toward the pool, I noticed Cal was wearing a similar suit, only his was white. I was behind him, and couldn't see the front. But from the back, I could see the definition between his butt cheeks. When we reached the pool, Cal quickly dove in. I chose to take the steps down into the pool. We splashed and played for a couple of hours. Cal really seemed like a nice kid, and went out of his way to make me feel at home. Very friendly, and didn't push the fact that he was the older, bigger kid, In more ways than one. Then came time to get out. I was faced with another dilemma. Having Cal see me with the shrinkage that comes from being in cold water. In some ways, that was worse than him seeing my morning wood. No boy wants anyone to think he has a small dick. Wet and cold is like the smallest any dick gets. Cal didn't seem to suffer from such worries. He just climbed out and turned to wait for me. I looked right at his wet suit. Not only did it not look small, but I could almost see through the tight wet fabric. I could see the flesh tones of his dick and balls, and even slightly darker tones where his pubes must be. Sensing my hesitation Cal said, "The wind is pretty chilly. Let me get us some towels." He reached inside the patio doors and grabbed two towels from a rack they kept there just for that purpose. Then held one out to me as I climbed the steps from the water. I thought it was nice of him to at least offer me some way to retain my dignity. I felt almost naked and very embarrassed. Climbing out, the suit clung to my shrunken dick. It continued to cling to me, even as I pulled at the material, it just went back to accenting my dilemma. I grabbed the towel as soon as I could reach it. Though I'm sure it wasn't before Cal could see me at my worst. I tried to concentrate on drying myself, but I was watching Cal rubbing the towel over his body. When he dried his legs, the wet bulging pouch of his suit shifted and bulged even more. What was he hiding in there? We went to our room and Cal was talking a mile a minute about nothing. I wanted to go change out of my suit but every time I started for the bathroom door, Cal would ask something or say something that would delay me. He was saying something about playing Xbox, when he nonchalantly slid his swimsuit down. I watched as first his pubes then the base of his cock were laid bare. The tight wet suit seemed to drag more and slowed his progress. In what seemed like minutes but was probably only a few seconds, the rest of his cock and balls were displayed. As he pulled the suit down his legs, his cock lay against his ball sack, yet the end of it curled slightly outward and pointed right at me. Pale in color, with a pinkish head, and large. He lifted one foot to remove the suit, then the other, giving me sideways views of his equipment. He wasn't hard, yet it appeared as long and fat as my erection. His pubes were slightly darker than the hair on his head, and his balls looked huge. The slight curve in the shaft ended with a rather pointy looking, fireman's hat shaped pink head. The slit seemed to take up the entire tip of his cock. I was fascinated by the head of his cock. My dick has a rounder, blunter head. Cal casually moved around the room gathering his clothes, seemingly unbothered by his nudity. I couldn't take my eyes off him, well, his dick that is. During my sleepovers, I had wondered what my friends looked like under their briefs. Now I saw the hidden jewels, and I don't think my friends compare. It wasn't until he pulled on his underwear that I snapped out of it. "Are you going to get dressed, or stay in that swimsuit all day?" If I went into the bathroom to change it would be admitting I was embarrassed for him to see me naked. After his openness, I had to be as casual as he was. Cal sat on the bed chatting, as I gathered my clothes together before getting naked. I couldn't look him in the face as I reached for the suit to remove it. I did notice he had stopped talking as I slithered out of the wet material. Was he curious to see me as well? I grabbed my briefs and tried to pull them on, but the suit had left my legs damp and the briefs rolled together causing me to have to work at getting them on. I wiggled and pulled, finally getting them up on my hips. Just as I covered my dick I looked at Cal. He was focused on my midsection, just as I had been when he was naked. He was curious, too. I quickly finished dressing and we went to play video games. He won easily, even on my favorite games. I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing with him beside me. I kept glancing at his crotch with a mental image of what lurked there. Karen made a great dinner. I have to say, she's a much better cook than my mom. Everyone was in a good mood, and for the first time I can remember, I felt like I was part of a family. I guess I did before the divorce, but that was four years ago, and the last couple of years before the divorce, things were pretty tense around the house, so it had been a long time since I felt that way. Cal and I got along really well, too. We had a lot in common, and he seemed sincere and genuine. I liked that a lot. I hate fake people. When Cal and I went to our room, he got undressed again and went to shower. I was glad he got completely naked again, I wanted to see his dick. I'm not sure why I was so caught up in seeing it, but it somehow captivated me. By the time he got into the shower, I was as hard as a rock. I wanted to jerk off, but didn't think I had the time before he would be out. Besides, I had no tissue or anything to clean up with. I was right, he didn't take that long, and came out toweling himself dry. His big cock swayed back and forth in front of me as he vigorously dried his hair. It was like he was giving me the chance to look. He moved the towel downward eventually drying his genitals. When he removed the towel, I could see that his dick had puffed up somewhat, and was even longer from the stimulation. He pulled on his briefs, hiding the object of my interest. "Are you going to shower?" "Oh...uh yeah." Now that I had already been naked in front of him, there was no excuse to go into the bathroom to undress. But I turned away from him as I did, because I didn't want him to see my hard on. I showered quickly, all the while trying to will my erection down. I really wanted to stroke it, but he would be suspicious if I took too long in there. I dried off in the bathroom, and put on my underwear. I was still about half hard when I finally went into the bedroom. Cal was sitting on the bed, and I crossed the room and hit the lightswitch as quickly as possible. I guess he got the message, because he stood and drew back the covers to climb into bed. In the dark Cal said, "I'm really glad you're here. I've always wanted a brother. Even after Mom found out she was having a boy, it wasn't the same. I'll be in college before he's old enough to play ball with or anything." "Thanks Cal. I'm glad I'm here too." As I said it, I realized it was true. I had missed being part of a family. Maybe that's why I was always acting up and getting into trouble. I guess I wanted attention. I certainly never got any from Mom unless I had done something bad enough for her to take notice. Cal turned toward me. "I bet you missed your dad these last few years. Why didn't you ever come visit? I know he wanted to see you." "What do you mean? He never called or wrote to me. I assumed he didn't want to see me." "I Know that's not true. I saw him write letters to you. Probably every month when he sent the child support check he enclosed a letter addressed to you, too. I've seen it lots of times." "He did? I never got even one. Not even a birthday card." "Well I know for a fact he sent five hundred dollars and told your mom to get you something nice for your thirteenth birthday last month." "Damn. I really wanted a new bike. I thought we just couldn't afford it." That fucking bitch! All this time I thought my dad just didn't love me. She's been hiding it from me and telling me what a piece of shit my dad was. My eyes filled with tears. Mostly angry tears, but also tears of relief. My father did care about me after all. We talked a bit longer before finally drifting off. I was surprised to find myself dreaming about Cal. My mind replaying the images of him undressing. His cock swaying back and forth, seemingly calling out to me. Maybe it was because it was the first cock I've ever seen in person. I'd seen some porn at a friend's house, but we spent most of the time laughing and joking about the ugly women. I left there with a hard on though. I woke up some time during the night, with my dick trying to drive me crazy. I hadn't stroked one out in several days. I also realized that Cal was still facing me, but leaning over a bit. The best part was that he was leaning on my hand. More specifically, his hard cock was resting on the back of my hand and lower arm. I lay there in the dark room for a minute, trying to mentally visualize what my hand was feeling. Let's see, my fingers are curled in, but I can feel his ball sack against my knuckles. His body weight is on my arm, but I can feel his hard cock halfway up to my elbow. It feels wider than I would have guessed from seeing it soft. Now my cock was about to burst. I needed to jerk off more than I ever needed it before. Yet I wanted to stay there with Cal's cock practically in my hand. I could feel it throbbing with his pulse. My dick won, and I tried to get out of bed without disturbing Cal. I slowly slid my arm from under him, memorizing every second of having it drag across my flesh. Just as I sat up, Cal said, "Are you okay?" "Yeah. Just uh...need to use the toilet," I whispered in reply. He was asleep right? He wasn't awake and laying on my arm was he? His cock was the only thing on my mind as I stroked my own. In the quiet bathroom, I could hear the fapping sounds I was making reverberating off the tiles, and my heavy breathing. This just added to my fantasy. I thought about Cal sitting on this same toilet, stroking his big cock, balls swinging back and forth. Face displaying his pleasure. I aimed my dick into the toilet, and let loose the biggest load of my life. It had taken me less than three minutes. I pulled up my underwear and returned to bed. "Feeling better?" Cal half chuckled as I got under the cover. "Yeah." Even in the darkened room,I could see him grinning at me. "I'm glad you didn't need to shit, because you forgot to flush." Damn! He was right. I didn't. He also knew what I was doing in there. He could probably hear all the noise I was making. And my load will be still floating in the toilet. If he gets up before me, he'll see it. He's gonna think I'm some kind of freak. I was having another great dream. Cal and I were playing with each other. His hand was on my dick and I was stroking his. My fingers were wrapped around it, and I was staring down at that fascinating head. I wanted to run my tongue over that slit in the end, maybe over the whole head. In my dream I was moaning as we played. Then Cal let go of my dick and brought his closer to my face. Suddenly I was awakened by Cal's hand on my belly, shaking me. "You gonna sleep all day?" I was laying on my back with the covers down by my knees. My dick was hard as stone and peaking above the waistband of my underwear. Cal's hand was on my belly, an inch from my dick. He stood beside the bed, still in his briefs, inches from my face, and also hard as stone. I could see the outline of his cock lying to the side pointing at his hip bone. If it had been pointing up like mine, it would have been at his belly button. "Uh...sorry. I'm awake now," I groaned not taking my eyes off his undies. It had been a dream. Right? I mean, I would remember if I had played with his cock wouldn't I? But in the dream his hand left my dick, and then suddenly it was on my belly for real. Had Cal played with my dick? Maybe squeezed it a little over my underwear? I was uncovered. If I saw him hard and uncovered, I would probably risk getting caught, and give it a feel. His hand lingered on my belly a moment longer before he said, "Mom and Dad just left. They're headed to my aunt Ellen's for a visit. Let's go get some cereal." It was strange to hear someone else refer to my dad as `Dad'. I followed Cal to the kitchen, realizing along the way that we were both practically naked. I felt weird walking around that way, especially because we were both still hard with morning wood. I stood on the opposite side of the kitchen island where he couldn't see me, while Cal retrieved the cereal and milk. My eyes were glued to his crotch as he moved around the kitchen. "It's okay to have a boner, little bro. We all get them," Call said as he took bowls from the cabinet. Then he got spoons from a drawer. Setting them down in front of me, he continued. "No reason to be embarrassed. From what I can see, you have nothing to be ashamed of." Cal had moved around to the side I was standing at. "I'm not ashamed. Just a little shy I guess. I've never been naked in front of anybody before. Well, until yesterday." His gaze moved to my underwear. "In that case, I'm honored you chose to let me be the first to see you. And may I be the first to say, you have a nice dick." "You too," I said hoarsely, looking down at his package. Shit. Did I just say that? Did I just tell my step brother he had a nice dick? I was more surprised at my response than his compliment. "Well thank you little bro. I think it's kinda skinny though," Cal replied. Remembering how wide it felt on my arm, I volunteered "No... Maybe it looks skinny to you because it's so long." Shit! Now I've told him that I've looked at it enough to know how long it is. He reached down and pulled the waistband of his briefs down, his big hard cock swung out, and swayed in the air, both of us staring at it. "You really think so?" he asked. I could only nod. I was in brain lock. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. It seemed ten years passed before either of us could speak. I was so caught up in seeing his dick I barely heard him say, "Can I see yours?" My hand acted without my mind telling it to. It's only fair though, I was looking at his. I pulled my briefs down in front exposing my over excited erection. "It's beautiful," Cal said. "Yes it is," I replied, referring to his cock. Shit! Shit! And double shit! "I was talking about yours," Cal laughed. "Oh...uh. Thanks." "Can I touch it?" Cal wanted to touch me! Again I only nodded, and Cal's hand crossed the space between us and grasped my dick. I shuddered and moaned. Then I reached for his. My fingers curled around it, and I felt it's velvety hardness, and throbbing energy. It was like my dream. The head of his dick called to me. That slit wanted to be licked, and I wanted to do it. Then suddenly, I was. I saw the head coming closer to me, only it was me that was moving. I bent at the waist, and slid my tongue along that wonderful slit. I raised up a little and looked at it. Then went back for more. My tongue slithered around that cock head a few times before I straightened up again. "Mmm...Uhnn," Cal moaned. Then he bent and did the same for me, only after licking it, his mouth slid down taking most of my dick inside. I moaned too, then Cal raised up and looked at me. "Want to go back to bed?" The race was on. I'm not sure who won, but we were both naked when we hit the bed. We stroked and played with each other's dick. Then I asked, "Did you play with my dick before you woke me up?" He appeared somewhat embarrassed. "You looked so cute lying there in your undies, your dick throbbing beneath them. I had to feel it. Are you mad?" "Nope." Then I sat up, bent over, and took his cock into my mouth. I wasn't sure what to do, but nature took over, and I began bobbing up and down, taking about three inches of that tasty meat. I raised my head and looked at Cal. "Does that feel alright?" He opened his eyes and smiled. "Oh god, yes." I examined his cock some more. I could see my saliva coating the top three inches. There were two more dry inches before my hand at it's base. "How big is this thing?" "A little over nine inches." Cal replied proudly. "Damn!" I never played with any of my friends, but I started with the best one. I thought about getting between his legs to see how much I could take, but I knew it wouldn't be much more. The upward curve would cause it to hit the top of my mouth instead of going down my throat. But if I came from the other direction, it should go into my throat. I spun around and straddled Cal's chest. I looked at that slit in the tip of his cock and thought, `I've got you now. You're mine'. I leaned forward and took it in again. Passing the previous mark, I inhaled it until my lips reached my fist at the base. I could feel his cockhead at the entrance to my throat. I slid up and down on that for a few seconds, trying to get used to it. Then I removed my hand and pushed forward again. Cal's cock head entered my throat, and I gagged. Tears came to my eyes, and I almost heaved. I backed off, but tried again. It took a few tries to learn to fight my gag reflex, but I finally did it, and Cal's cock slid all the way down my throat. God! What a feeling that was. I had that wonderful cockhead deep in my throat. My nose pressed against Cal's large balls. His girth stretching my lips, filling my mouth. My efforts were too much for Cal to take. "Little bro...I'm...Uhnn" My lungs were starving for oxygen, but I wouldn't have pulled off if I'd died. I felt Cal's cock pulsing as his load went straight to my gullet. Four distinctive shots of his cream went down before I backed away. That marvelous slit was in my mouth when it laid the final oozes of cum on my tongue. I continued to nurse on Cal's cock as he tried to regain control of his breathing. I could feel his cock begin to soften in my mouth. Suddenly Cal grabbed my hips and pulled me backward. His mouth engulfed my dick. It was only then that I realized my butt must have been right in his face while I sucked him. He rolled me onto my back and had no trouble taking my entire five inches into his mouth. He quickly bobbed up and down on it, and I blew my load in record time. Cal swallowed it all, even smacking his lips as he pulled away. "Tastes as beautiful as you look," Cal remarked. I'm not used to compliments of any kind, especially not on my cock or it's contents. But Cal sounded sincere. I'm sure I blushed. Mostly because of the compliment, but also because I had just sucked his dick, and he was looking at me like `You enjoyed sucking me didn't you?', it was true too. Cal laid down beside me, and after a minute chuckled a bit. "What's so funny?" I asked, hoping he wasn't laughing at my efforts in blowing him. "You know how in the old Western movies, the Indian and the cowboy cut the palm of their hands, then shake hands to become blood brothers?" "Yeah. So?" "We're not only step brothers, now we're cum brothers," he chuckled again. "Is that a good thing?" Cal turned to me. "It's the best kind if you ask me." Then he kissed me. A real kiss. Caring and passionate. I think that is when I fell in love with Cal. We didn't bother to dress as we eventually went to get our cereal. Cal accidentally dribbled some milk on his cock when he was laughing at something I said. I bent down and sucked the milk from his cock and licked it off his pubes. By the time I was finished, he was hard again. He didn't take his eyes off me as I got on my knees right there on the kitchen floor and sucked his big cock. I was looking up at him when he shot his second load into my mouth. I was still there with his cock wilting in my mouth when the phone startled us. "Hello?..Hi Dad...Oh really? That's great...Yeah, no problem. We'll be fine... Ok. Bye. Dad's taking Mom to the hospital. The baby's coming early." "Great! We'll both have a brother soon." "Yep. And now we have more time for this," he said as he pulled me into a standing position and swallowed my dick again. We spent the rest of the day swimming and playing video games. Okay, most of the day. We did manage to trade blow jobs again in the pool. We kept expecting a call from Dad to say the baby had arrived, but didn't hear from him. At around eleven, we had just gotten into bed and started playing with each other, when we heard the garage door open and close. We arranged ourselves to look as innocent as possible, but it was another five minutes before Dad stuck his head in the door. "False alarm boys, no baby tonight. Mom's resting. She'll see you guys in the morning." Cal and I were both a bit disappointed, so we sought comfort where we could. Mostly in each other's mouth. We turned face to face at the same time. We smiled, then wrapped our arms around each other. In the morning I was leisurely stroking Cal's big cock and just admiring it from different angles. Cal had his hands behind his head and letting me enjoy myself. The covers were down around his knees as I leaned on one hand while using the other to explore Cal. The door opened, and Cal quickly jerked the covers up to his chest. I don't know how much he saw, if anything, but Dad hesitated before speaking. "Uh... Oh yeah... Mom had a bad night, so let her rest. You can go in and see her later. Breakfast in twenty minutes." He sort of appraised the situation a moment before closing the door. "Do you think he saw anything?" I asked Cal. "I don't know. He did act a little strange though. He could just be worried about Mom too." "Yeah. Maybe that's it." But I didn't believe it. When Dad set bacon and eggs in front of us, he asked, "What did you guys do for dinner last night?" "There was a frozen pizza in the fridge. We had that. You don't have to worry about us, Dad," Cal said to ease his mind. We could see the tension on his face. I hadn't seen that look since he divorced my mother. "What happened yesterday?" I asked. "Karen started having contractions at her sister's house, so I took her to the hospital. They prepped her and she was in a lot of pain. But apparently she hadn't dilated so they said it was just false labor and sent her home." Cal nodded like he understood. I was completely lost. I know that having a baby is painful, but what does `prepped' mean? And what the hell is dilated? I think I know about contractions, but somehow even that confused me. All I know for sure is, they came home without a baby. Well, at least not one in their arms. It was still in her belly. Dad didn't mention seeing anything earlier, but I'm sure that wasn't in the forefront of his mind right now. I thought I saw him look at Cal's crotch as Cal went to place our dishes in the sink. He may have seen his stepson's cock and was trying to determine if what he saw was real or if he imagined it. We didn't get a chance to go in to see Karen. An hour later, Dad was taking her back to the hospital. I could see the look of concern on Dad's face as he helped her into the car. Cal was worried about his mom too, but then, so was I. Although I didn't know her that well, I had already grown to like her. I tried to relieve his worries as much as possible, in the way I knew best. I sucked him till his eyeballs caved in. Of course, he returned the favor. In fact, we managed to blow each other four more times that day. Neither of us wanted lunch, we had too much cum in our belies. It was after eleven, and we hadn't heard from Dad. I was lazily nursing on Cal's cock, not really to make him cum, just enjoying his equipment being in my mouth. The door opened, Cal jerked the sheet up. I was trapped under it. I can only imagine what a sight we made for Dad. The thin sheet would have merely outlined my body shape curled around with my head over Cal's crotch. There could be little doubt of the purpose for my position. There was a long pause before I heard Dad say, "Uh... Mom's going to be in the hospital for awhile. You boys will have to take care... Um... fend for yourselves... Jesus... Uh... Good night." I relinquished Cal's cock and lay back beside him. "What do you think he saw?" "I'm not sure, but I wasn't real quick about pulling the sheet up. And even when I did, it still looked like you were sucking my dick," Cal replied. "You know him better than I do. Is he gonna be mad?" I asked. "I think he's so worried about Mom right now, that he won't want to deal with it. That's why he didn't say anything," Cal said as he reached for my dick. As Cal's mouth slid up and down my dick, I couldn't help worrying about what Dad must think of me. After not seeing me for years, my mom sends me here because I was a problem. Now he practically sees me with his stepson's dick in my mouth. He's probably wondering how he can get rid of me. The thought left my mind as Cal brought me to climax. In the morning Dad's voice woke me. "Cal... Cal." He was whispering so as not to wake me. I didn't move, pretending to be asleep. Cal was spooned behind me with his arm over my hip, my hard dick in his hand. I could feel his big cock in my butt crack. "Uh... Yes Dad?" Cal answered nervously. "I'm going back to the hospital. Here's some money in case you guys need anything." Cal let go of my dick so he could take the money. When he moved his arm, I felt the sheet move and cool air on my hip as it was exposed. This could only mean that most of our lower regions were visible to my dad. Cal's left arm was under my head, and he transferred the money from his right hand to his left, then returned his hand to my belly under my throbbing boner. Dad was still standing there. An eternity of silence passed before Dad asked, "Cal... is your... I mean, did you... ?" "No, Dad." "Oh. Ok. I'll see you boys later." There was another long pause before I heard Dad leave the room. Cal pulled me closer and nuzzled my neck. "What was that all about?" I asked him. "He could see my dick in your crack. He was asking if I had fucked you?" "Did he seem angry?" "No. Just curious I think." Cal kissed my shoulder and held me tightly to him. His breathing became steady, as if sleeping, but I lay there analyzing all the feelings and emotions running through me. I hadn't really thought about fucking, and now that I did, It scared me. I was loving the oral sex we'd had. I felt safe there in his arms, not to mention the sexual aspect of our position. Yet I was frightened about what my dad might be thinking of his son. I had enjoyed what Cal and I had done, but worried my dad would be disappointed in me. The idea that Dad suspected, even asking if Cal had fucked me, sent shivers down my spine. He hadn't gotten angry though. Did that mean he would be ok with it? Hell, I didn't even know if I was ok with it. I knew I liked feeling his body against mine. It was very sensual. I could feel his cock throbbing in my rear crevice. I wiggled my butt a little, and Cal subconsciously humped against me. I pressed back again, and Cal responded, his cock making contact with my puckered hole. Another shiver went through me. I eventually drifted off to sleep. I awoke again later with Cal still spooned behind me. I gradually realized he was also awake and probably had been for awhile. His hand was still on my belly, holding me close. I flashed on what Dad must have thought when he saw Cal's big dick in my crack. He may have at first thought that it was actually inside me at that moment. But he didn't yell at us or anything. Then Cal had leaned away so Dad could see we weren't actually connected. Cal kissed my shoulder and my neck. His fingers curled around my dick and I pressed back against his cock. A few days ago I was so shy I didn't want him to even see me in my underwear. Now I'm lying here naked with him, thinking about what it would be like to have his big cock in my butt. Cal must have been thinking the same thing because he was slowly moving his hips back and forth, humping his cock against me. "It feels nice just holding you like this," Cal whispered to me. "Mm hmm." I lay there contentedly letting him stroke my dick and hump my crack. He wasn't trying to put it in me, it was just luxurious stimulation for both of us. I couldn't take my mind off the idea of having it inside me though. "Have you ever fucked anyone?" I finally had to ask. "No." "But Dad thought you were fucking me?" "Well, it was obvious we were naked. And we were mashed together. When he asked, I leaned over a little so that he could see my dick wasn't in you." "Weren't you embarrassed about Dad seeing your dick?" "A little. But I didn't want him to think his son was some kind of slut." "Then what?" "He just stared at us a while and then left." "Did that... make you want to... you know... fuck me?" I asked somewhat hopefully. "No," Cal replied. "Oh," I said sounding more than a little disappointed. "No, That didn't make me want to. I've wanted to since I first laid eyes on you." "Really?" "I saw you get off that bus, you were so gorgeous I thought `Please Lord, let that be Len.' and it was you. I walked behind you and Dad to the car. I couldn't take my eyes off your cute butt in those tight shorts you were wearing. From that moment on, all I could think about was seeing you naked. When I saw you in your underwear, I almost fainted. Then in that swimsuit, you asked if it was too small. I couldn't help myself, I stuck my finger in and pulled it away from your body so I could get a peek at your dick. I had to rush to the pool to hide my instant boner. I wanted you so bad, I would've done anything to be with you. Later, I laid my cock on your arm, hoping you would take the hint. Then I heard you jerking off in the bathroom. I could just imagine watching you. I wanted to go in there with you. I was just about to get out of bed when I heard you moan. That nearly drove me crazy. I wanted to hear you moan like that again. I wanted to make you moan like that. "I'm sorry Len, but from the moment I saw you, I wanted to be with you like this. I did everything I could think of to get you into bed. Now that I have you, I don't want anyone else. You're so beautiful and sexy and smart and funny. I love holding you, and sucking you, and... Shit! You make me crazy." I thought back to when I arrived, and all the times I was embarrassed for him to see me, and how nervous I was about being naked in front of him. All that time he was doing it on purpose. Doing it just so he could see me. So he could get me into bed. Of course I wanted to see him too. I wanted to touch his cock. I wanted to be naked with him, just as much as he did. I looked over my shoulder at him. I could see the concern written all over his face. "Do you have any hand cream?" "What?" "Anything slippery?" "There's probably baby oil in the nursery." "Get it. That big thing ain't going in me dry." I don't think his feet even touched the floor as he flew through the bathroom into the nursery. He returned with a bottle in his hand, and his cock standing upright, swinging back and forth like a metronome. "You really want to do this?" Cal asked in surprise. I nodded and spread my knees invitingly. Cal oiled his cock and climbed on the bed near my butt. I raised my hips a little so he could see where to aim. I felt him moving his dick head at my entrance, then he leaned down and kissed my lips. Cal's cock was made for buttfucking. That pointed head easily wedged inside, opening me up so the rest of his cock could follow. I moaned sharply into his mouth when the head cleared my muscle ring. He moaned too, feeling my chute engulf him. He pushed in a couple of inches and I tensed up in pain. Cal retreated some and began sawing in and out, slowly gaining depth on each stroke. I could feel his girth stretching my tube to fit him. Then that curve in his cock caused the head to bump something inside me that shot a bolt of lightening to my balls. Every time he pushed in and every time he withdrew, I'd get another jolt. Before he was even in me completely, I had a huge orgasm. "Oh Jesus! Fuck me Cal." In my mind I could envision his cock plunging into my hole as his balls bounced against my butt cheeks. He was at maximum depth and plowing me hard. My arms went around his neck and my legs around his waist giving myself to him fully. His lips found mine again and he began moaning. I could feel his cock swell and grow even stiffer. I envisioned that pointy head pushing up into my belly and spitting its seed to claim its place. I fired another load between our bodies. Cal pulled out almost to the end and pushed in hard and held it there. I felt his cock throb and warmth filled my belly. And just as I had imagined, that pointy tip claimed me. Cal collapsed on me. Neither of us wanted to move. "Are you ok?" Cal eventually whispered. "No. I'm ruined." He raised up and looked at me with concern. "That was amazing. I'm never going to be satisfied with less, and you have set yourself a pretty high bar to compete with." Cal smiled. "I gladly accept that challenge." He began moving inside me again, and I surrendered to him. I couldn't believe he hadn't gone soft, and soon he was giving me full strokes of his marvelous cock. "Oh Len, I love being inside you," Cal moaned then leaned down to kiss me. I guess it was because his cock was inside me, but that was the most passionate kiss I've ever had. We devoured each other's lips as my ass devoured his cock. "I love you Cal," I cried out as we came together. He was still spasming inside me, when he looked into my eyes. "Do you really?" "I wouldn't give my virgin ass to you if I didn't." "Thank God. I've been so afraid to let you know how I feel," he said as his lips found mine again. Cal fucked me four more times that day. Each time we both professed our love. Our euphoria was short lived though, as neither Karen or the baby ever came home from the hospital. Complications, probably due to her age, took Karen. Then something about a cord around the baby's neck strangled him during delivery, and the hospital was ill prepared for such things. I don't really understand it all, but whatever. No baby, no Karen. When Dad came home and gave us the news, Cal, understably, broke down. He flung himself into my arms, heaving with sobs. Dad drew us to him and we all cried, seemingly for hours. That night in bed, Cal was inconsolable. I held him as he wept. Crying along with him, sad for his loss. There was still a dark cloud of unhappiness over all of us. Dad wasn't his cheerful self either, but we were slowly pulling ourselves out from under it. It was nearly a week after the double funeral before we were intimate again. It tore me up to see him like that. I didn't want to pressure Cal, and just waited till he was ready. We showered together that night, and he knelt in front of me and swallowed my dick. Then in bed, he made slow passionate love to me. I was thrilled to see him coming back to life, and that he still wanted me. A couple of weeks before school was supposed to start, Dad took us shopping for school clothes. We stopped at McDonald's and picked up burgers on the way home. As we were eating, I couldn't keep my eyes off Cal's tight shorts. I was thinking about what we would do once we were back in our room. Dad cleared his throat, and I glanced at him. He had seen where I was looking. "Um... Boys, school will be starting soon, and... Well, maybe it would be a good idea... Well, um maybe you shouldn't tell your friends... That is some things should stay private. You know kids can be cruel sometimes. You wouldn't want to... " "We know Dad," Cal said with a smile at Dad. "Good. That's all I have to say about it," Dad sighed with relief. It was the first time he had tried to broach the subject of what he may have seen. I'm sure I turned a dozen shades of red. My Dad knew I was having sex with another boy, and that boy was his other son. Just then Cal's phone rang. "Hello... Oh... Uh, hi Seth... Yeah that could be fun, I'll check with my dad... Ok... Yes, I think we should too ... Bye. Dad, there's a party on the beach tonight. A lot of kids from my school and Len's will be there. Can we go?" "Sure. It will be good for Len to meet some kids before school starts. Just don't be out too late." I was a little disappointed because I was looking forward to getting into bed with Cal a little early. Now with this party, no telling when I would get his cock into me. It would be my first time at a real beach though, so I'd just have to make the best of it. The sun was just setting as we approached the party. A big guy came running up and gave Cal a bro hug. He was built like a football linebacker. I remembered seeing him at the funeral, he had hugged Cal then too, but everybody was hugging him then. "Len, this is Seth, he's uh... an old friend." I extended my hand to him and noticed him give Cal a sideways glance before accepting it. Cal is older than me, so he's already in high school. There were lots of older kids there. Some brought beer, some brought booze, and I think I smelled pot too. Seth followed us around as Cal introduced me to a bunch of his friends, most of which I will probably never get to know well. I met a few younger kids too, and tried to mingle and be friendly. Every time I looked for Cal, I saw Seth right beside him. It was like they were attached at the hip. In fact a couple of times their hips were actually touching, and Seth's arm was around Cal's shoulder. I heard two of the football player types talking. One said, "Looks like Seth and Cal are back together." His friend replied, "I hope not." They both laughed. Did that mean Cal and Seth were a couple? As the party started to quiet down a bit, couples were pairing up and making out. I noticed Cal and Seth in what appeared to be a deep conversation, then they turned and walked away from the party, Seth's arm firmly around Cal's shoulder. I had a sick feeling, and decided to follow them. I found them about a hundred feet from the party circle. As I got closer, I hear Seth say, "Come on babe. No one can see us here." His hands went to Cal's hips, pulling him close, and he leaned in and kissed Cal on the lips. I think my heart stopped. I couldn't breathe. My chest heaved with a lack of oxygen. I turned and ran back to the party. I spotted a guy that Cal had introduced to me, talking to a girl. I grabbed a bottle from his hand, mumbled a "Thanks" to him and continued down the beach. I don't know how far I went as I drank from the bottle. It's burning liquid fogging my brain in the numbness I seeked. I know I stumbled through several other parties, waving my bottle at the merrymakers in some sort of comradery. I remember tripping over someone and falling face first into the sand. For some reason, I thought it was hysterical, rolled over and took another drink. Next thing I'm aware of is being in bed and Cal is on my back plowing me with his big cock. "Oh Cal... Mmm... Yes... Fuck me Cal" He kissed my neck. "My name's Brandon. But with an ass like this, you can call me whatever you want." Shit ! It wasn't Cal on my back ! I have to stop him. But damn, his cock felt good in me. But I love Cal. Then I remembered Cal kissing Seth. If he can fuck Seth, then I can fuck uh... oh yeah, Brandon. I raised my butt off the bed a bit, and Brandon took full advantage, sinking even deeper into my chute. His cock felt different than Cal's. Different good too. If I can't have Cal, Brandon would do nicely. "Jesus... Fuck me hard Brandon." "You like my cock little boy?" "Yesss... You're making me cum... " I could feel his cock throb as he emptied himself inside me. I exploded at the same time draining my load on the sheet beneath me. Brandon collapsed on my back breathing heavy and kissing my neck. "For a kid, you're one hell of a fuck," Brandon said raising his weight off my back. I turned over pulling free of his cock. "Thanks. You're not so bad yourself." I had to see the cock that just fucked me so good. He was still hard, maybe a little longer than Cal. The shaft was straighter and the knob was a lot fatter than the shaft, unlike Cals curved shaft and pointy cockhead. "Nice cock," I said as I wrapped my fingers around it. "Yeah, that's what you said last night." "Last night?" I looked at the window and saw light coming through the thick curtains. Shit! I've been out all night. Dad was going to kill me. Then I looked at Brandon. Good looking, long wavy blond hair, maybe mid twenties. "Yeah. Last night. You were really drunk. You walked right up to me and said I was pretty, and ask me to take you to my house and fuck you. Just like that. I thought you were pretty hot so I did as you asked." "So this is your house?" "Well it's the mobile home I rent." "I've been here all night and this is the first time we fucked?" "No. Actually it's the fourth time. I couldn't keep my hands of your gorgeous body, and you were very receptive," he laughed with a wiggle of his eyebrows. Shit. now I'm a trailer park tramp. Well, if I'm going to slut myself out, I chose a nice guy to start with, great cock too. Serves Cal right for doing that with Seth. "What time is it?" "Almost lunch time. Want something to eat?" I looked at his cock. "No, just more of this," I said lifting it. It was heavier than Cal's. More manly I guess. I'm gonna let Brandon fuck Cal right out of my head. I just didn't know if he could fuck him out of my heart. I laid on my back and spread my legs. Brandon ran his hand over my belly then to my dick. "Man, I wish I had met you years ago." Then he swallowed my dick. I stroked him while he sucked me. When he was rock hard, I tugged him toward my waiting hole. "Fuck me Brandon." All I wanted was to forget about Cal. He was balls deep in a flash. I was thrusting my ass up at him. "Fuck! You're even better when you're sober." I could feel that fat knob scraping the walls of my love canal. It felt natural being used like that. Like that was all I was good for. That's all I was to Cal. A hole to fuck. And I'm going to get fucked a lot more. That'll show him. Two hours and another fuck later, Brandon drove me home. He wore very tight light weight shorts. Probably what he was wearing when I asked him to fuck me. In the car, I had trouble keeping my hands off him. Cal and Dad ran out when Brandon's loud, old as fuck, car pulled into the driveway. The door on the passenger's side was stuck, so Brandon got out to help me open it. I could see relief and anger on Dad's face. "I'm sorry Dad. I sorta passed out in the dunes and Brandon was nice enough to give me a ride home." "Passed out? I'll deal with you later." He turned to Brandon and shook his hand. "Thank you young man. I appreciate you bringing my son home safely." Shit. If Dad only knew what Brandon did to me before "bringing me home safely". "No problem sir. It was my pleasure. He's a really special kid." Cal tried to put his arm around me. "No Cal." I said with venom in my voice and pulled away from him. "You're Cal?" Brandon asked. "Yes." "Sorry, Dude." Brandon apologised with a grin and gave his crotch a tug. Cal looked at Brandon's package in shock at it's size. Dad could sense the tension in the air. "Thanks again, Brandon," he said dismissively. "Call me later, Len," Brandon yelled over the noise of his car starting. In the house, Dad tried real hard to control his anger. "Len. What do you have to say for yourself?" "I told you I passed out in the dunes." "Cal said you just disappeared from the party." "I guess he would see it that way," I said, glaring at Cal. "Your brother spent half the night looking for you. Then we both searched the beach for you all morning." "I was really far down the beach when I passed out." Dad wasn't buying my excuse. "You're grounded for a month. And if I find out you're lying to me, it'll be a cold day in hell before you get to do anything." I didn't yell or throw a fit. I simply said, "Yes, Dad." and started toward our room, then stopped. "Dad, may I move into the other bedroom?" The baby never made it home so it wasn't being used as a nursery. Dad glanced between Cal and me. "Uh... I'll have to get the nursery furniture out and get you bedroom furniture, but if that's what you want... " "Thanks Dad. I'm really sorry about staying out all night." Even as I said it, I remembered the feeling of Brandon's cock in my ass. Cal followed me into the bedroom. "Len, what the hell happened? Why are you changing rooms?" "Leave me alone, Cal," I yelled at him. Then went into the bathroom and locked the door. I sat on the toilet trying to expel six loads of Brandon's cum from my bowels. Suddenly I began to cry again. How could Cal do this to me. I mean, he didn't actually do this. I turned myself into a trailer park tramp. But he drove me into Brandon's arms and his bed. I loved Cal. I was hurt and drunk. I would never do that otherwise. It could have been worse. I was so drunk, I could have ended up with someone who'd kill me or worse. At least Brandon is a nice guy, and a good fuck. It was Cal that first put a cock into me, too. If I had still been a virgin, I wouldn't have been so quick to pick up a new cock. Now I'm grounded for a month and can't even have Brandon's nice cock. But mostly I was hurt. I love Cal so much and he did this to me. I thought he loved me too. But every time I close my eyes, I see him kissing Seth. Sex with Brandon was good, but it's Cal I want. I wouldn't let him see me cry. I washed my face and gathered myself together before exiting the bathroom. Cal was laying on the bed. "Len, please talk... " I just walked passed him and went to sit in the den to watch tv. Cal followed me again and sat next to me. He reached for my hand. "Leave me the fuck alone, Cal," I hissed at him. He had tears in his eyes as he stood and left the room, passing Dad along the way. "What's wrong with Cal? Did something happen between you two?" "No, Dad," I lied. "Well obviously something's wrong. I've never seen him like that, except when his mother died." Dad sat next to me. "He was very worried about you last night. Go talk to him. Whatever happened, you two need to work this out. I don't like the atmosphere in this house right now." I went to our room and found Cal sobbing into his pillow. When he looked at me, I discovered Dad was right. Cal looked devastated. "Just tell me. Are you leaving me for that guy Brandon?" he sniffled. "Why do you care what I do? You have your boyfriend." It was mean, he looked like I had slapped him, but I wanted him to know he'd hurt me. "So... You did have sex with him." "Again, why do you care? You had sex with Seth." I screamed in defence. "What?" "Don't try to deny it. You ignored me all night and you two were like conjoined twins. Then you snuck off from the party to be alone with him. I saw you rubbing your crotches together and his tongue was tickling your tonsils. Are you going to tell me you don't know him intimately? That you aren't familiar with his cock?" Cal hung his head and nodded. There it was. He admitted it. His admission took the wind from my sails, and I collapsed on the bed. "How could you do this to me Cal? I love you, and thought you loved me too. I let you do things to me. Things I never would've done with anyone else." "I do love you babe." "Don't call me babe. That's what he calls you. If you love me, why did you take me to that party? Just to humiliate me, and show me you were having sex with Seth? To rub it in my face that you can have another lover? Why would you do that to me?" "You don't understand. It's not what you think." "Oh. So what is it? Did you want me to watch? Or maybe you expected me to let him fuck me too." "No! I could never do that. Will you please just listen to me? Let me explain." "Sure. Go ahead and explain how you could tear my heart to shreds," I said tossing my hands up exasperated. "It's true, I've been with Seth. But it was more than a year ago. We've been friends since third grade. Then we started messing around. Nothing much, just playing around mostly. One day we traded blow jobs. Then the next time he was here, he practically forced me to blow him. You saw how big he is. He could kick my ass easily. Then he wanted to fuck me. I told him no unless he let me fuck him first. He said I was trying to emasculate him. I asked how it was different from what he would be doing to me. He said it was different because I was a homo, he wasn't. I've hardly spoken to him since. When he called yesterday he said he wanted to talk, that's why I went off with him." "But I saw you kissing." "You saw him kiss me. He wanted me to have sex with me. You didn't hang around long enough to see me push him away and tell him to go fuck himself." "You mean you didn't have sex with him?" "No. Funny thing is, he seems to have changed his mind. Rumor has it that half the football team has fucked him. He's like the city bus now, anybody can ride him." "Oh Cal, I'm so sorry I doubted you and ran away. Can we pretend none of that ever happened?" "Ok. But, Jerry says you owe him a bottle of Johnny Walker Black." We kissed like never before. I felt terrible about having sex with Brandon. Even worse for enjoying it so much. I broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. "About Brandon... " Cal put his finger to my lips. "Shh... None of that ever happened." We were laying on the bed uncovered. Cal was between my legs, his cock buried in me, his lips mashed to mine, when Dad opened the door. "Did you boys...Oh... " He lowered his head, but I could see a smile on his face. "Uh shit. I guess you did. Dinner in twenty." When school started, I met a lot of nice guys but none really got to me. In high school the next year, I admit I was tempted, especially when I saw all those beautiful cocks in the shower after gym. Cal is now in college, here in town. I'm a senior in high school. We still share a room and a bed. I've fucked Cal a number of times, but we know I'm a definite bottom and he's a top. Neither of us has been with anyone else. Dad knows he's never having grandchildren. Unless, by some miracle, I pop one out of my ass. © Cutter09 Please send comments: Cutter09 would love to hear what you think of the story! Do you enjoy having access to all the great fantasy material and also having a place to share your own stories without having to censor them for a general audience? 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