Date: Tue, 1 Oct 2019 15:44:23 -0500 From: gwen uni Subject: Sometimes Things Aren't Always As They Seem by Cutter09 bisexual adult/youth 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. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html You can find more of my stories listed on the prolific authors page under Cutter09 Sometimes Things Aren't Always As They Seem Kyle and I had known each other since high school, and shared an apartment our first two years of college. I had the honor of being his best man at his wedding to Mary, fifteen years ago, whete I met Sue who was the maid of honor. He in turn was my best man, and Mary was Sue's matron of honor. We were very close, he even worked for my father's company. The four of us did almost everything together. When his son was born, he honored me again by asking me to be the godfather. When our daughter was born, I did the same. Soon after that, Kyle took a job in California, saying it was an opportunity he just couldn't pass up. Life moved on, and we stayed in touch. I always sent Keon (my godson) birthday and Christmas presents, Kyle did the same for our daughter, Kelly. We would get together for drinks whenever they were nearby. Sometimes, if he was alone, he'd stay the night with us, playing with his goddaughter. Usually on such occasions, I would manage to drink too much and pass out early. Sue always seemed to be in a good mood whenever Kyle was around, laughing about past shared experiences, most of which I wasn't present for. Then tragedy struck. Mary had a massive stroke and died. She was only thirty eight years old. I had always thought of strokes as an old person's problem. Kyle had Mary flown home and a funeral was held here. It was a somber time for all of us. Keon, of course was a wreck. At just shy of fourteen, he was a very sensitive kid. Quite good looking, though he had his mother's small frame, he had his father's chiseled features. Kyle stayed with his in laws so they could spend some time with their grandson, and help with the arrangements. We convinced Kyle to consider moving back here. I even offered him his old job back. I had taken over my dad's company five years earlier, when Dad retired. Two months later, when school let out, it was all arranged. Kyle had sold their house, packed up what they wanted, and was coming home. Of course we offered to let them stay in our guest house by the pool until they found a place. Kyle hadn't accepted the job yet, wanting to look around first. I could understand that, and didn't pressure him. The first night at our place, we planned to make a celebration of their return and grill steaks poolside. Sue did all the veggies, and I of course was in charge of the grill. As I was getting the grill ready and setting up my utensils etc., Sue and Kelly came out in matching bikinis. She must have bought them recently because I hadn't seen them before. I wasn't really paying attention until I heard wolf whistles, and turned to see the girls exit the house. "Oh stop Kyle. You act like you've never seen a girl in a bikini before." "Not one filled out like that. Hubba hubba," Kyle said laying it on thick. Sue acted put off, but I could tell she loved the attention, and the wolf whistle from Kyle. Sue really did fill it out nicely, Kelly, on the other hand, at just barely eleven, had nothing to fill hers out with yet. Kyle and Sue splashed around in the pool with the kids, as I continued my chores at the grill. I would glance over once in awhile, only to see Sue and Kyle seemingly in private whispered conversation, and Kelly chasing Keon around trying to get a little attention like her mother was getting. A little later a very wet Keon came up to offer me help. He is such a sweet kid. I could tell he was just trying to get away from Kelly for a minute. "Uh... sure Keon. Could you bring the big platter off the table for me to put the steaks on." I stuttered because I happened to look down at Keon's wet swimsuit. It clung to him like a second skin, and what it clung too seem obscenely large on such a little kid. At first I thought an air bubble was trapped in there. But as I watched him bring the platter, I saw it moving to and fro with each step. If what I was seeing was real, this little boy was bigger than me. I suddenly had memory flashbacks of my best friend in middle school (before I met Kyle). We had some interesting sleepovers, but I don't recall either of us looking like Keon did. Kyle, Sue, and Kelly, joined us at the table. I must say my steaks were perfect. The conversation was light in mood, and everyone seemed to have a good time. My thoughts kept drifting to Keon though. I even 'accidentally' dropped my napkin so I could look at him under the table. Yep the bulge was still there. The kid was hung. I keep calling him a little kid, but Keon had sprouted in the last year though. He was now probably 5'6" [1.65 m], but still slight of build. He had his fourteenth birthday about a month after his mother died, so I assumed he was capable of cumming. That thought made my dick lurch. My godson was growing up. After dinner, I cleaned the grill, and Keon pitched in by clearing the table. We were standing in the kitchen chatting as I loaded the dishwasher. Each time I bent to place something in, his crotch was right at eye level. I couldn't take my eyes off him. Even though his suit was dry by now, I could still see the lump and knew what it was. I looked out the window above the sink and saw Sue and Kyle sitting on the steps in the pool. Sue kept glancing over her shoulder toward the patio door, I assumed she was looking for me to ask for another round of drinks. "Would you go ask Sue if she would like another drink?" I asked Keon. As Keon approached them, Sue jumped as if startled. When Keon stepped away, Kyle stood and adjusted his swimsuit, then they both went to sit on lounge chairs. Keon seemed rattled as he said, "Uh... Dad would... like a beer, and umm Aunt Sue wants... uh, oh yeah, another glass of wine." I bent to retrieve a beer from the bottom shelf of the fridge, and of course looked at Keon's crotch again. I could see he was starting to pitch a tent in there. "Take this to your dad, I'll bring more wine," I said handing Keon the beer. He stopped at the door to adjust his own suit before exiting. I wondered what had made him excited. I remember being his age, it doesn't take much. He could probably see down into Sue's bikini top when he stood above them asking about drinks. Somehow, that excited me too. The thought of a boy getting a hard on looking at my wife, wanting to put his cock in her, shoot her full of his cum. Damn. Now I was getting hard. I've got to stop thinking this way. *** Sunday morning, I was taking Kelly to her best friend's house. She was going with them on a cruise. Keon had asked to ride along, so after making sure Kelly was up and running, I went out to the guest house to do the same for Keon. As I suspected, he was still asleep. He rolled out of bed and stretched, his morning wood accentuated as he leaned backward. I guess he wasn't aware of his display, but I was. I could clearly make out the elongated cock and even the circumcised head at his hipbone, as the thin material failed to hide its contents. He subconsciously scratched his butt as he walked to the bathroom. Damn. I was hard again. Keon helped Kelly with her bag, and we were on our way. When we arrived at Megan's house, Kelly introduced Keon to everyone. There was a lot of banter as their car was loaded, then the long goodbyes. I kissed Kelly and reminded her to behave herself. Then she gave Keon a hug and a peck on the cheek. "Are you hungry?" I asked Keon when we were back on the road. "A little. Can we go to McDonald's?" Not my favorite breakfast place, but I couldn't say no. We ordered at the drive through, and parked to eat our Egg McMuffins. I ordered one, Keon being a growing boy, got two. "Can I ask you something?" Keon said as he unwrapped his first one. "Sure. You can ask me anything." "Do girls like sex as much as boys?" I wasn't expecting that. Although I was happy he felt close enough to me to think he could get an honest answer from me. "Uh... Well, of course I'm not a girl, but to my understanding, they do." Keon nodded thoughtfully and took a bite. I wondered what brought that question up. Had he put that nice cock to use already? Was some young girl getting stuffed with his meat and pumped full of his cum? Damn. I was getting hard again. "Have you had sex?" I asked him. "Well... you know... not with a girl." Images of him stroking his big cock flashed through my mind. Then I thought, 'That could also imply he had with a boy.' Images of some boy's lips around Keon's cock flashed through, and I had to adjust my dick. He saw me make the adjustment, and smiled at me. I wondered if he would still be smiling if he knew what I was thinking. "I'm sure when the time comes, you'll make someone very happy." "Have you been with a lot of girls?" he asked me. "I wouldn't call it a lot, but a few." I didn't want to tell him Sue was only my second. "Do most girls do it with more than one guy?" he asked. "A long time ago it was a lot less common, but these days, some have quite a few lovers." He nodded again, and this time he had to adjust his shorts. He saw me watching him and smiled at our mutual situation. "So... you think it's okay for a girl to have sex with more than one guy?" Keon asked seriously. "Well I believe, all things being equal, a guy who's had more than one lover, shouldn't expect his girl to be a virgin in today's world." Did he have someone in mind? He hadn't had a chance to really meet anyone here. Maybe he was thinking of someone back in California. Someone who'd had sex already. "It wouldn't bother you? I mean, what if the other guy was bigger than you?" I chuckled, and purposely looked at his now very hard cock. "I don't think that is going to be a problem for you to worry about." We finished our breakfast, and while driving home, all I could think about is Keon having sex. Fucking some tight young pussy, or getting a blow job from another boy. The morning wood I had observed, fresh in my mind as reference. By the time we got home I was going mad with lust. Sue had been asleep when we left, so I headed to the bedroom. She had just turned on the shower and was standing in the bathroom naked. I grabbed her and dragged her to the bed. "Mike, stop. I need to shower," she protested. I wasn't to be denied and immediately started to go down on her. "Mike! I'm not clean." "I want you just as you are," I said burying my face in her pussy. My mind was on Keon. I could imagine his cock thrusting inside some young girl. It was almost like I could taste his cum inside Sue. I imagined Keon's cock thrusting inside my wife shooting his load in her. I was like a madman, lapping up that cum from her. Then I jumped up and slid inside her stretched out pussy. She was really wet. Of course her pussy would be stretched and wet, Keon had a bigger cock than me, my fantasy reasoned. Just like he had asked, I didn't care if she had been with a bigger guy. She was wet with Keon's cum, that's what I was fantasizing as I shot my wad inside her. As I collapsed on her, Sue said, "Well, I wasn't expecting that. What's gotten into you?" "I'm sorry. I... Uh... we just haven't had any alone time in awhile." I couldn't tell her I was thinking about a fourteen year old boy fucking her. Or how the thought of licking his cum from her excited me. The fact that we hadn't had sex in awhile was an understatement. Our sex life was never great, but lately, almost nonexistent. *** Monday morning, the house was eerily quiet as I dressed for work. During the summer, I let the girls sleep in since Kelly didn't need to be up for school. Now that Kelly was off on her trip, I guessed the house would be quite all the time. Maybe I should ask Keon to sleep in the main house, just so I wouldn't go stir crazy with the silence. On second thought, that probably wouldn't be a good idea. I would find excuses to wake him every morning, just so I could see him in his underwear. Then I'd take horniness out on Sue, which would put more strain on our relationship. I had a luncheon meeting with my department heads. Hopefully Kyle would be one of them soon. The head of sales had pissed me off lately, so I was considering replacing him with Kyle. That is if Kyle ever made up his mind to take the job. After the meeting, I told my secretary I was taking a couple of days off. I thought I would take Sue, Keon, and Kyle to our lake house for the first time this summer. When I got home, the house was still quiet. Surely Sue wasn't still asleep. I found the bedroom empty, and decided to check the pool. I exited the patio doors, and saw Keon peeking into the guesthouse window. Thinking he was spying on Sue as she changed into her swimsuit or something, I snuck up on him. As I got closer, I could see his arm moving. He was obviously jerking off while watching her. I crept up on him and saw his nice cock with his hand slowly sliding up and down it. Then I got a shock. He wasn't watching Sue change clothes. He was watching his dad fucking Sue. I placed my hand on his shoulder, and he jumped in surprise. I put my finger to my lips indicating he should be quiet. Then I motioned for him to go into the main house. With some effort, he put his cock back inside his shorts, and went to the house. Kyle had Sue bent over a sofa plunging a huge cock in and out of her. I was hard in an instant. "Oh God, Kyle. Ahh... I didn't realize till you fucked me yesterday... oh don't stop... how much I'd missed your big cock." Sue almost yelled. "Did Mike really eat my cum from your pussy?" Kyle asked smiling. "Mmm. Yes. It... was like... oh yes... like he knew. Ahh, fuck me... Like he wanted your cum... I'm so glad you're back... I love your cock." "Don't worry. I'm going to give you plenty of cock. Mike can lick all he wants out of you." Shit. I had really tasted cum in her pussy. Only it was Kyle's, not Keon's. She was stretched out and wet with Kyle's cock and cum. I snuck off toward the house, my mind in a turmoil, my dick hard as stone. "I'm sorry Uncle Mike. I didn't mean to spy on them. Please don't be mad at me." I didn't understand why he thought I would be mad at him. They were the ones fucking around behind my back. "Did you know they were fucking?" I asked him. "Well, when I went to ask them about drinks Saturday, I saw her jerking his dick in the pool. When I asked you about it yesterday morning, you said you didn't mind. So when I saw them go in there... well, I was curious, and... Please don't tell Dad I was watching them. He'll be really pissed. He can be mean when he gets mad." "Uh... Yeah. I won't tell him. This will be our secret. So you were curious? About what?" Keon looked a little embarrassed. "You know. If I wanted to try doing anything with a girl." "So you've done things... like with a friend?" Now he looked scared. "You can't tell my dad!" "Like I said. This is our secret. What did you do with your friend?" "We... kinda like... you know... sucked each other. Dad would beat me if he knew I sucked a dick. Please don't tell him." I put my arm around his shoulder. "I'm not gonna tell him. I promise. I'll even let you in on a little secret. I did the same thing with a friend a long time ago. Did you like it as much as I did?" Keon smiled up at me and sheepishly nodded. Then he asked me, "My dad has a really big dick. Are you sure you don't mind him fucking Aunt Sue?" Now that I thought about it, I really didn't. I was only upset because Sue was cheating on me with my best friend. And what kind of friend fucks your wife behind your back. The way they were talking, it wasn't the first time either. It probably went on before Kyle moved to California. I looked down at my erection and said, "Does this look like I'm angry?" Keon shook his head. "How about we give them some alone time, and go get us some ice cream.?" We went to a nearby ice cream parlor and got banana splits. "Do you think girls like bigger dicks?" Keon asked. "It would appear so. Who wouldn't if given a choice," I answered referring to what we had witnessed. He was quiet for a minute then asked, "Did your friend have a big one?" "No. Not even as big as mine." I looked at him a moment. "Did your friend?" He shook his head. "Not even as big as yours." "Hey! I'm not that small. I'm average at six inches [15 cm] and relatively thick." He nodded, and took another bite of ice cream. Now he had my curiosity. "So... How big is yours?" I ask trying to sound uninterested. "Eight inches [20 cm], last time I checked." I almost choked on my ice cream. I knew now why it looked so big on his small frame. I wondered just how big was the cock plowing my wife's pussy. When we got home, I caught my wife just about to enter the shower again. "You're home early," she said as I took her arm and led her to the bed again. I couldn't help but wonder how many times Kyle fucked her, as I pushed my tongue inside and scooped out a glob of his cum. "Do I taste good?" "Mm hmm," I admitted, but I wished it was Keon's cum I was tasting. "Do you really like it honey?" "Mmm. Yeah. You taste like when we first married," I said, wondering if I could get her to fuck Keon so I could taste him from her. "Oh... yeah right there. Suck my pussy." She was enjoying it. Knowing she was feeding me Kyle's cum. And I was letting her. My dick dripping on the sheets as I was feasting on Keon. Damn I wish it was Keon, and I wanted it straight from the source, not from her pussy. I wanted to suck Keon. As I sunk my dick in her, I could see that big cock plowing her over the sofa, but it was Keon's face, not Kyle's. Then the image changed, it was me over the sofa taking cock. I unloaded in her. But I wanted it to be on the side of the sofa as Keon fucked me. "Now that we have that out of the way, what are you doing home so early?" Sue asked as I rolled off her. "I thought we could go up to the lake house for a couple of days while Kelly is gone." "Sounds like fun. After my shower, I'll pack up some food." Kyle and Keon liked the idea too. So within an hour we were headed to the lake. When we arrived, Sue suggested I take Keon out on the boat to do some late night fishing. "Do you want to come along, Kyle?" "Nah. I'm beat. Maybe I can talk Sue into taking me out early tomorrow. We'll let you two sleep late and be back in time for lunch." Keon and I loaded up the fishing equipment and I got the boat started. "I forgot the Cokes, be right back," I informed Keon. I had left the Cokes in a cooler on the porch. Keon had left the front door opened, and as I reached to close it, I heard Sue. "How do you plan to do it?" "Tomorrow when we get back from our boating trip, we'll get him liquored up. I'll suddenly remember a slight problem we had with the boat, so he'll want to check it out. He'll have a little accident and drown." Well, that was disturbing to say the least. Even if I avoided tomorrow's plan, I'd have to be looking over my shoulder from now on. Waiting for one of them to crack me over the head with a shovel or something. My head was spinning as Keon and I pulled away from the dock. "Is everything ok Uncle Mike?" "Sure, buddy," I said pulling him to me for a hug. I kissed the top of his head, as a tears formed in my eyes. "Why don't you take the cooler down to the cabin?" I didn't want him to see me upset. I steered the boat toward the center of the lake. I realized I wouldn't be able to swim ashore from here, even if I wasn't drunk. I had to admit, Kyle's plan would probably work, that is, if I wasn't aware of it. "Uncle Mike. This is a great boat. It even has a bed and little kitchen and everything," Keon said handing me a Coke. "Yep. I've spent a few nights sleeping on that bed. Letting the waves rock me to sleep." I set the anchor and we quietly enjoyed the stars and the gentle splashing of water against the boat. "Do you really want to fish, Uncle Mike." "No, but we can if you want. I'm just enjoying your company." After another quiet minute, Keon said, "You know they're probably in bed right now." "Yes, I know." "Do you remember when you said a guy shouldn't expect his girl to be a virgin when he's had lovers. Does that work both ways?" "Of course. Why?" "Do... uh... do you have a lover?" I looked at him confused for a moment, then it dawned on me. Why was I allowing Sue to have a lover, when I didn't, is what he was really asking. "No, Keon. I don't have a lover." He looked at me a second then went to the cabin entrance and stepped down into it. A moment later, his shirt flew out of the cabin, onto the deck. I wondered what was going on, until his shorts flew out on deck too. That was an invitation if I've ever seen one. I stepped down into the cabin, and Keon was waiting on the bed, nude. "Are you sure about this?" I asked. "If you want me." "More than anything," I said as my clothes disappeared. I studied his beautiful body a moment before swooping down and taking that huge teen cock into my mouth. I died and went to heaven. I loved sucking his cock. It was what I had wanted my whole life, I just didn't know it. I took him out of my mouth long enough to look at his large balls. Jesus, they were beautiful too. I had to lick them. And I did. Even taking them into my mouth one at a time. I was so lost in what I was doing, I could barely hear Keon saying "Stop Uncle Mike." "Did I do something wrong?" "No. I want to taste you too." I lay on my back and drew him over my head so I could still suck him. His cock sank into my throat as I felt his lips on my dick. I reached up and grabbed his butt cheeks and pulled him in as deep as possible. His big cock was way down my throat as his balls mashed into my nose. "Oh Jesus, Uncle Mike. That feels great," Keon said as he pulled off my dick. I pushed and pulled his hips in a fucking motion, and he quickly got the message. "I'm gonna cum," Keon cried out and thrust deep, sending his cum directly into my gullet. I wanted to taste it, but I needed it so desperately, I let it all slide down until he stopped throbbing. Only the lack of oxygen caused me to push him out of my throat. Keon rolled away and went to work on my dick. I could tell he had done this before, and was very good at it. His tongue swirled around my knob on the upstrokes and he took most of my shaft on the down. After a minute, he gripped my dick at the base, his mouth and hand moved in unison rapidly bringing me to the edge. He took my offering in his mouth, collecting it all before swallowing. Keon lay on me and I wrapped my arms around his little chest. I couldn't get close enough to him. I wanted to draw him inside me. "I was surprised you took me into your throat. My friend never did that. I think I shot the biggest load of my life. It felt like my dick was a firehose going off." I chuckled at the image of him putting out a fire with his big hose. We held on to each other and chatted aimlessly like new lovers do. Rolling around, exploring and kissing each other's bodies. I loved the small patch of brown hair at the base of his cock, made to appear even smaller by the appendage it adorned. He mentioned that my dick was longer and much thicker than his friend's. "How long did you and your friend play around?" I asked. "Only a couple of months before Mom died. Then we were too busy getting ready to move here. How about you and your friend?" "Through the summer before eighth grade and part of the school year. He moved away during Christmas break, and I never saw him again." "So it was like six months?" "Yeah. looking back on it, probably the best six months of my sexlife. But it pales in comparison to the last hour." "You're so full of bullshit," Keon laughed. "No. It's true. I mean, yeah it was fun, but there was no emotional attachment, like I have with you. It was like 'Oh well, he's gone. On to something else.' you know what I mean?" "Yeah, I guess I do. I didn't cry or anything when it was over between me and my friend either." We were both hard again and Keon said, "There was something else I wanted to try with my friend but never got the chance." "Oh. What was that?" I asked as if I didn't know. He timidly said, "Anal. Did you try that with your friend?" "Yes. a few times." "Really? Did you... I mean, were you..." "Both, top and bottom." "So, can we try that?" "Which?" He smiled. "Both." "There's hand cream in the head." "Head?" "That's boat speak for toilet. That door right there." I watched his cute butt as he scurried away, and knew right then which way we were trying first. I prepared him as much as possible before I entered. He groaned and grunted until I was seated completely, then it was nothing but pleasurable moans. As I fucked him, I thought about what it would be like when he fucks me. Would he firehose me again? Would I feel like a firehose went off inside me. I couldn't wait to feel him. I wanted him inside me, hosing me down to put out the fire in my belly. Fire... hose... fire... hose... those words began to swirl in my mind. "Oh God, Uncle Mike. I love your dick." Words I never heard Sue say to me, but I did hear her say them to Kyle. He was probably dumping another load in the cheating slut as I unloaded inside his son. I rolled off him onto my back. "I need you inside me," I said as I raised my knees to my chest. I didn't want to wait, I wanted him to take me roughly. He greased up and started in. "Oh God. Hose me." He forced his big cock into my guts, claiming me. Long luxurious strokes molding my insides to fit him. "Fuck me Keon. I love you." He plowed me like a champ. Then he did hose down the fire in my belly. I felt every pulse of his seed jetting into me. Keon collapsed on top of me, both of us struggling to breathe. "Is it my imagination, or was that incredible?" he asked me. "It was amazing. I want you to fuck me forever." "Ok, as long as you will do me once in awhile too." "Deal. Once for every twenty you do me." "Sounds perfect," Keon smiled. The sun was just rising over the horizon as we made it back. "Take the cooler up to the house. I'll grab the rest of the stuff." As I slid into bed beside Sue, she got up without a word. A little later I heard the boat engine, and soon I was asleep. *** I was awoken later by pounding on the door. I threw a robe over my boxers and went to answer it. "Are you missing a boat?" one of the two police officers asked. "Uh... no I don't think so. My friend Kyle and my wife were suppose to take it out this morning. I assure you it's not stolen. Did he do something stupid? Was he racing? Does he need bail or something? Whatever it is... " Keon came in about then wiping sleep from his eyes too. "What's up Uncle Mike?" "Your dad was racing the boat or something." "His dad?" He turned to the other officer. "Could you take the boy into the other room please?" When Keon was gone, the officer continued with his questions. "So, it was your friend and your wife who took the boat?" "Yeah, it was early this morning, just after daybreak. It's not stolen." "And this friend is the boy's father?" "Yes. He's my godson. His dad and I have been friends forever. Look officer, I'm sorry if Kyle did something stupid, but I'm willing to put up whatever bail is needed." "There's no bail necessary. Were you aware of the relationship between your wife and friend?" "Relationship? Well, they've known each other since college days." "No. I mean were you aware of the affair between them?" "What? No. What affair? You must be mistaken. Let me call my wife and we'll straighten this out," I said turning to look for my cell phone. "I'm afraid she won't be answering any calls. A report of a boat on fire came in. Rescuers were sent to the scene. By the time they put out the fire, I'm afraid your wife and friend died of smoke inhalation. The boat didn't sink, and they towed it ashore. It's been impounded as a crime scene." I plopped down on the sofa in complete shock. "This can't be. Poor Keon just lost his mother a couple of months ago. Now his dad too. Wait! What do you mean they were having an affair? How can you say that about my wife? She's dead and you besmirch her name like that. I can't believe you'd do something like that," I all but screamed at the officer. "Calm down. I'm just doing my job. I didn't intend to insult you. I have to determine what the situation is. Your wife and friend died of smoke inhalation in the cabin of the boat. Their nude bodies were found when it was towed to shore. It was quite obvious, they had been involved, before the smoke took their lives." I stared at the officer as if trying to put all the pieces together. "Are you sure they were nude? I mean, maybe the fire just burned their clothes off." "The fire didn't reach them. They were quite nude. I know this is quite a shock. You're not under arrest just yet." "Under arrest? For what?" "In cases like this, the husband is always the first suspect. My report will reflect what I have observed as far as your responses to my questions. In my opinion, you were unaware of the fire and subsequent deaths. Therefore, you're not being arrested. However, pending an investigation, I advise you not to leave the area." "Investigation?" "The forensics people will make a determination as well. It will take a couple of weeks for their results." "A couple of weeks? My daughter is on a trip with friends. She'll be returning Sunday night. I'm suppose to pick her up." "I'll send officers to meet her, in the meantime, you're not to leave." *** Keon took the news better than I expected. He cried, but he didn't seem devastated. He said he and his dad had a strained relationship. Even though he was upset, it didn't prevent him from fucking me that night. Or three times the next day. We stayed at the lake house, never going farther than the dock to fish or swim. We spent the time getting to know each other better, in bed and out. There always seemed to be a policeman around too. I even asked permission to go to the store before Kelly was due home, and a police car followed. I didn't know the name of the ship they were on, only their arrival time. The police contacted the airlines and Megan's family was instructed to meet the police upon landing. Megan's Dad called me before they boarded, and I gave him the bad news. I explained why I couldn't meet them at the airport, and that the police would bring Kelly to the lakehouse. I told neither Kelly or Keon the details of how the bodies were found, although I would bet that Keon probably had an idea of it. Kelly cried for days as you can imagine. She couldn't understand how I could be a suspect. I told her it was merely procedure, which calmed her some. The days passed slowly until the reports came in. The fire started with a worn out fuel line hose. The hose broke because of wear, not tampered with. The hose caused the fire. The funerals were held two days apart, Kyle buried next to his wife, and Sue in our family plot. I knew that neither of the kids would ever want to go to the lake house again, so I put it up for sale. Kyle's insurance and the proceeds from the sale of their California house and all their accounts went into a trust for Keon. I didn't need the money to raise him, so it will be a nice little nest egg for him someday. Soon things began to settle down, and we had gotten into a fairly normal routine. One Friday night, the kids were invited to a birthday party down the block. Kelly had known the birthday girl most of her life, having played with her and other kids on our street. The girl was older than Kelly, but not as old as Keon. I was in bed reading, and waiting for them to return. I didn't want to seem like I didn't trust them to go just down the block. The party was due to be over at 11 o'clock. I was going to give them until 11:30 before I called to check on them. At 10:30 I hear them come in, and started to relax. But that was short lived when I heard them on the stairs. "I can't believe you did that." Kelly yelled at Keon. Her speech sounded a little slurred, which immediately told me she wouldn't be attending any more parties there. Keon sounded just as intoxicated, yet a little more level headed. "Shh. Keep it down. You'll wake your dad." "I don't have to keep..." She was suddenly muffled as if Keon put his hand over her mouth. Then I heard scuffling like he dragged her to her room. Keon was never rough with Kelly, so this surprised me. I followed to her room and listened at the door. "Why did you embarrass me like that?" Kelly berated him. "That boy's hands were all over you," Keon defended. "So. That doesn't mean you had to drag me out of the party. I was having fun." "Yeah well, it looked like it was going to get a lot more fun for him. He's at least fifteen." "You're not the boss of me, and it's not like I'm a virgin or anything." "What?!!" Keon asked in shock. Exactly as I was thinking. What?!! "Meagan and I did it on the ship, but the boy was only twelve. I want to try someone older, more ... mature." "Jesus. Stop that Kelly. Let go of my zipper!" "Come on Keon. Just let me see it. I know it's big, I've seen you in your swimsuit." "No, I'm not showing it to you. Let go." "Please Keon. I'll show you mine if you show me yours." "Christ almighty. Where are your panties?" "That boy took them off at the party. I bet his finger smells really good right now. Come on. You've seen mine now." "Kelly... Please stop. You're like a sister to me." I could tell his defence was weakening. "They say 'incest is best'. Oh my! You are big. I'll bet it's bigger than that other boy at the party." "Kelly, no... Let me go... Your dad will kill me." "I'm not going to tell. Besides he loves you. He'll just yell and scream a little." "Stop. Don't do that." "Just rub it against me a little. It'll feel good." "Ok, just rubbing. That's all." "Mmm." "Put your leg down, we're only rubbing... Let go of it." "I'm just making sure it rubs my clit... Mmm, see like that." "Ok, just on your clit though... No... Be careful... It's going in. Kelly! I don't want... Oh..." "Shit... You've got a big dick... you're stretching my little pussy." "Kelly! No. We've got to stop." "Just push it in a little... Just a little more." "Kelly please. Let go of my ass... Oh shit." "Oh Damn, you're big. It's so deep. Just a little more till I've got all of it." "Oh Kelly, please..." He was almost crying. "Mmm, I can feel your big balls on my ass." "Stop moving, Kelly." "I'm just rubbing my clit against you... I can feel you moving around in my belly... Ahh... You feel so good inside me... So much bigger than the boy on the ship." "Your dad is gonna kill me." "I'm almost there. Move in and out a little, just till I make it. Ahh... Yeah like that... Oh... Harder Keon... Oh... So deep... I'm there ahh..." "Oh Shit... me too," Keon cried. Me three. I had been stroking my dick listening to two kids fucking. I shot my load all over the door frame. I know I should have stopped them. I probably would have, if I hadn't heard her say she wasn't a virgin. Plus she sounded so much like her mom when Kyle was fucking her. I guess Kelly's a lot like her mom. She enjoys a bigger cock. Of course I enjoy Keon's big cock too. It's a good thing I can't get pregnant or I probably would be by now. Shit! Pregnant. Keon could get her pregnant. Well, she hasn't had a period yet, so maybe it's not too late. But I'll definitely have to handle this. "You're still hard. Fuck me again," I heard Kelly say. "No, Kelly. Stop." "What difference does it make now?" I walked away as I heard my daughter moaning under her new brother. That thought stuck with me as I lay tossing in my bed. I had to get up and go to the toilet and stroke out another load. A fourteen year old boy with a big cock fucking his eleven year old sister. Jesus. What kind of pervert am I? I had watched my wife get fucked by my best friend, and it turned me on. I ate his cum from her, and it turned me on. I fantasized about her fucking my godson, and it turned me on. I had gay sex with my fourteen year old godson, and loved it. I spied on him fucking my daughter, who's now his sister, and jacked off. Brother and sister fucking. Wait... I know Sue had been fucking Kyle a long time. I wonder... surely not... . I remember when Sue was pregnant, she wanted to name our daughter Kylie. I argued that it would seem like Kyle was her father, not just her godfather. Sue relented, and we settled on Kelly. Fuck! I better check. *** I was sound asleep, when Keon's naked body spooned into me. I pulled him close and held him. I soon became aware of his shoulder heaving and him crying. "What's wrong, Baby?" "Can... Can you just hold me a minute?" He tried to gain control of himself for awhile, then he started. "You're gonna hate me." "I could never hate you." "You will when you find out what I did." "Did you shoot the Pope or something?" "I... I did it... with Kelly." "Hmm. Well that is definitely something I should be angry about. Care to tell me how it happened?" "She... well, we had some drinks at the party. And this guy was pawing all over her. I tried to protect her by getting her away from there, only when we got home she... I don't know, but suddenly I was inside her." "You raped her?" "God No! Uncle Mike, I could never do something like that." "I think this would be a good time for you to call me Mike. Since you've fucked us both, I think the uncle part is a bit lame." "Ok, Mike." "So, you didn't rape her. She wanted it?" "Yes. She said she had done it while on the cruise." "Did she enjoy it?" "Yes, all three times." "Three times?" "Yeah. Well, then we passed out. I woke up in her bed naked and remembered what I had done. I came straight here. I'm really sorry Mike." "I bet she was really tight. Did you like it?" "Not as much as what we do." "Great answer. Look, I don't want you to do anything with her for awhile. If she tries anything, just push her away and leave. Sleep in my room, so she doesn't sneak into yours at night." "What do you mean for a while? I don't want to do anything with her at all, ever." "Well, just like last night, things happen. Now that you've fucked her, she'll probably want more. You know how girls are about big dicks. Just stay away from her. I'll tell you later if anything changes." "Ok un... Mike. Maybe you should punish me for my behavior. Maybe I should have a dick in me too," Keon offered with a smile. "Punishment huh? Doesn't sound like punishment to me." Of course I punished him, and he punished me twice. I think Kelly was hung over as she drug herself down to breakfast. "Kids, there is a bad case of Strep Throat going around. I want to get you tested so we can start treatment as soon as possible if you need it," I said as an excuse for taking swab samples from inside their cheeks. I did one on myself too, and sent the three samples off to do DNA testing on them. *** Keon was being really strong about avoiding Kelly. I saw her trying to get in his pants several times. Thankfully, he took his frustrations out on me. He spent the nights in my bed, giving me what she wanted. When the tests came back, it was as I suspected. Their two samples showed a familial match, and neither showed a match to me. I knew for sure they came out of different women, so only the father could be the same. Kyle. "Keon, we have a problem." "What is it, Mike?" "As you know, Sue was fucking your father. Well it seems she was fucking him the entire time I knew her. Kelly is your biological sister. Your dad got Sue pregnant." I saw tears in his eyes as he threw his arms around me. "I'm so sorry Mike. My dad was an asshole. I'm glad he's dead. How could someone do that to their best friend?" "Hey. It isn't your fault, and I don't hold it against you. The problem is... You can't be fucking your sister. What if she got pregnant?" "Oh Shit! I didn't think about that. You don't think I got her pregnant do you?" "No, she hasn't started her periods yet, but we don't want any accidents, so stay away from her until I can decide what to do." The decision was made by her the next day. Actually it was night. Kelly snuck out of the house and met up with the boy from the party. I found out when I overheard her talking to Keon the next morning. "Cone on Keon. You know you liked it. If you would do it, I wouldn't have to sneak out at night. Your dick is bigger than his, and you do it better." "Kelly I can't. It's just not right. And you shouldn't sneak out. Something terrible could happen," he protested. I went straight to the computer and researched boarding schools. I didn't have much time with school starting soon. I felt terrible sending my daughter away, but If I sent Keon, she would just find a way to sneak out, and probably end up badly. Kidnapped, sold into sex slavery, all sorts of nasty things could happen. I found an all girls school actually on an island all by itself. The tuition was high, but not a problem. I called, and arrangements were made. I really talked up the school to Kelly. I made it sound like she was going to paradise. I somehow neglected to mention it was an all girls school. She probably thought that she would be getting all the cock she wanted. Oh well. Never assume anything. We bid her farewell at the airport, and four hours later I got a call. She wasn't happy about it being an all girls school. Or the fact that there was a double fence around the island with guard dogs running between them. Yep, she's just like her mom. Loves big cocks. I made Keon swear to never tell Kelly she wasn't my daughter. Only in an extreme emergency. Like she needed a kidney transplant or something, otherwise he takes that bit of info to his grave. I hate to admit it, but life got easier with Kelly gone. Besides the obvious things, like Keon and I could run around the house naked, it was just less stressful. All fathers worry more about their daughters than their sons. It's only natural. It's a double standard, I know, but that's how it is. And there is just something wonderful about a teen boy's nude body. The way they move, or lounging on the couch. I watch Keon constantly, admiring the splendor of youth and vitality. I think he knows how it affects me too. He purposely strolls passed me, his cock swinging in front of him. He'll stop and give me a kiss, as his cock hardens, taunting me. Within minutes, my legs are wrapped around him as he pounds me senseless. It will be blissful until Kelly comes home at Thanksgiving. 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