Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2022 15:55:59 -0500
From: Hugo Dan <hugdan0@gmail.com>
Subject: Becoming the man of the house - Bisexual - Incest - Chapter 4

Mr. Stevens is the high school counselor, he is a 38 year old man, brown
hair, a full beard, he wears glasses and has what people call a dad-bod,
even though he is not married and has no children. I had bumped into him
several times in the halls, he is a very cheerful and friendly man, and I
had never had to go to his office, until one day....


"Well Dylan, how are you feeling in high school?" he asked me from the
other side of his desk, he had it very tidy and I found it curious that
he had some legos on it. I smiled.


"Good..." I replied, "Do you like legos?"


"Yes, I collect some, do you like them?"


I shrugged, "Yeah, when I was a kid."


"Did your parents buy them for you?"


"Yeah," I smiled, I had a memory of a birthday with my dad, "But I grew
up."


"Hey! Legos are for all ages, the box says 4 to 99 years old."


"I prefer to play sports"


"Oh yeah, I know, you're on the wrestling team, right?", I nodded, "Tell
me, how do you get along with your teammates?", I looked at him
immediately.


"Very well," I said enthusiastically, "They're all very friendly."


"I'm glad, high school can be very difficult when you don't fit in,
somehow it's a good thing, do you feel like you fit in well with the team
Dylan?"


"Yes, of course, We get along very well, James, Billy and Tom, they're my
best friends"


"I see...but they're seniors, don't you have friends from your year? At
some point they are going to graduate."


"Yes I do have more friends" I replied, and it was true, I just preferred
the company of the three of them.


"Okay, that's fine, but...", I was starting to get nervous, I had never
been in his office, I had never had the need to talk to the counselor and
that day I was sitting there at his request, had he heard something?,
"Dylan, Do you feel comfortable?"


"What?", his question startled me.


"Yes, do you feel ok, with your development as a boy, as a teen, your
growth", I got a bit confused, I wasn't sure what he meant, "I mean,
being around older boys might give you some insecurities, and it's
totally fine, you wrestler together, shower together... you might notice
certain differences between you and your friends, they shouldn't bother
you. You are 15, and they are 17, two years make a big difference", I
stared at him, I didn't know what to get from what he was saying but he
was so right, in just a few months my body had changed in an impressive
way, I grew in height and muscles, I still had a slender body, but with
well defined muscles, then the counselor continued, "Body dysmorphia is a
serious matter, we shouldn't overlook it".


"Body what?", I asked, frowning confused.


"Dysmorphia, when someone is worried about their appearance, you know,
some girls that stop eating because they think they are too fat, or maybe
a boy that thinks that he is not well developed because he sees his other
OLDER friends with bigger bodies... parts..."


"Oh... Ok... I didn't know that word."


"Have you ever felt that way Dylan?", I thought for a moment just because
that's what the counselor required, but I was sure I didn't. Yes I had in
mind to get a better body, to be more manly, but I didn't find it a
problem, I was seeing progress, so I replied no.


"Well, other issues can also intervene, doubts, feelings that you don't
understand, an attraction that you feel is not right...", his gaze was
fixed on me, and he waited for me to say something. The first thing that
came to my mind was my relationship with my mom, by then I already had
more than clear that what we did was not done by the majority, and that
it was frowned upon, it would be a scandal if word got out, then, not
having a verbal answer from me, he said, "Dylan, I am going to read you
something... it's an essay, that Mr. Harris, your biology teacher shared
with me..."


The essay was called "Semen therapy", in it I theorized that semen was
more than just a seed to conceive, that it had properties that could be
harnessed by humans. In my theory, men by producing the hormone that
gives him his masculine characteristics, could naturally enhance greater
development by introducing a greater amount of testosterone into his
body.


The counselor finished reading the one-page essay and fell silent placing
the document on his desk and waited for me to speak.


"It was an assignment... we had to write about something we believe could
help mankind depend less on pharmaceutical drugs."


"I get it," he said, although he didn't look very convinced, "Where did
you get that idea from?"


"From class... Mr. Harris" I lied, "He was talking about the human body
and well, you know what parts the professor was talking about."


"Dylan... I'll be blunt... Did one of your teammates tell you that? Did
he make you think that was possible to... let's say... do something...
something you didn't want, or else something you ended up liking?"


"No!", I said raising my voice immediately, I could have stood up but I
clutched my hands to the armrest, "I'm not a fag! If that's what you are
saying!"


"Dylan! Please, I'm not implying that, besides, that word we don't use
here, the school has a very strict policy, we prefer the term - member of
the lgbtq+ community, got it?"


I leaned back in my chair again looking in another direction. I rushed
out of his office when he told me I could. It wasn't clear to me what the
counselor's intention or interest was in calling me, all he did was make
me nervous because I didn't know how much he knew about me.


At night, when I was making love to my mom, Mr. Stevens went through my
head questioning me, I thought about the repercussions that my life would
have if he found out not just what was going on with my teammates, but at
home too. I was thrusting my hips with rhythm and my hard cock pushed
into my mom's pussy, in all this time my dick had grown, but not exactly
in length but in girth, my mom moaned more than before, and I felt as if
she was tighter. Also my stamina had increased, I could last longer, I
was at my peak of adolescent libido, I wanted more and more, I had even
managed to prolong the sessions by stopping to delay my orgasm, "Why are
you stopping?" mom would ask, I would lie telling her I was tired then
continue leaving her exhausted.


My mom kept her legs apart and her hands clung to me, I felt her delicate
fingers squeezing my arms or the side of my chest or abs, she caressed me
and constantly repeated that her little boy was becoming a man, that made
me feel proud of me. But that night my mind was elsewhere, "What's wrong
Dylan? are you ok?"


"Huh?", I snapped out of my thoughts.


"You're not paying attention...", despite being thrusting non stop, my
mom knew something was going on with me. She could tell if my mind was
somewhere else, she wanted all the attention, at least at nightly
caresses time, she would get upset if I closed my eyes, that indicated I
was thinking of something else, ironically that didn't happen when she
needed to get rid of stress, at that time I could be reading a book or
watching TV while I was helping her. But the nights were different, the
nights were about us, the nightly caresses were demonstrations of love,
there she required absolute and reciprocal attention. I tried to forget
what was going through my mind, that it wasn't just Mr. Stevens, I
remembered my three friends earlier that day during the shower.


"Hey Stroker, have you told your mom yet?", Billy asked me, turning to
his side where I was standing, the blond boy soaping his slender body
paying special attention to his cock as he was talking to me.


"Uhm... Not yet...", I confessed apologetically, and that's because
talking to my mother about certain subjects was like walking on thin ice.
Mom was overprotective, I wanted to believe, but eventually I realized
how far her jealousy could go.


"Come on you little wanker!" exclaimed James, "It's spring break," as if
that was going to convince my mom, already hearing her berate me that I
was going to abandon her, even if it was only for a week.


I sighed, "Ok...I'll do it."


"Great!"


My friends had been planning the get-away for a month now, and it was
already Monday before the break period. I came inside my mom, at fifteen
I was cumming more abundantly. I didn't mention anything about the plan
with my friends despite her noticing something was on my mind. Tuesday I
didn't do it either, I just got off her and lay on my side of the bed
while my cock was soaked with her juices. Wednesday I couldn't take it
anymore, I have to confess that my timing for talking about certain
subjects was never the best, I was thrusting my 15 year old fat dick into
my mom when I said, "Mom..."


"Yes...", she moaned. Our faces were inches apart from each other, I was
leaning on my elbows, our bodies rubbing against each other as I fucked
her.


"I-I want to ask you something..."


"Aha?", she knew something was up, it wasnt the first time I wanted to
have a talk in the middle of sex, and it almost everytime turned into an
argument with her.


"Would you... can I... go out on spring break... I mean... on a trip?"


"No way," she said, she grabbed my narrow waist and made my hips thrust a
bit faster.


"...Ok...", I was going to leave it that way but I remembered my friends,
"Is just that..."


"Uhum...?"


"It's wrestling camp, all my teammates are going... I really want to
go..."


She thought for a moment then asked, "And there are no girls...?", mom
was really strict about girls, I wasn't allowed to date yet, mom said I
should focus on school, but deep inside I knew it was because of her
jealousy,


"No girls mom..." I moved my arms under her legs and raised my body a bit
to thrust harder, I knew she got in a better mood when she was close to
orgasm.


"Is it just for a week?"


"Yes! I can show you the brochure, you'll have to sign a form too",


She made me suffer, because she didn't confirm me that night or the next
day but on Friday, the last day before the bus left. We were in the
dining room at dinnertime when she brought up the subject. I was so happy
that I stood up and hug her, she claimed that she was going to miss me so
much, that we had never been separated for so long, I just tried to
comfort her by telling her that I would miss her too - which was not a
lie - and that I was sure she would find something fun to do.


That night I did my best in bed, not only did I eat her pussy, but I
managed to give her three orgasms, one with my tongue, and two with my
cock. The last one I gave her was because I let her know I was going to
cum, I started to fuck her fast and between gasps I told her "Mommy...
I'm going to cuuuuum...!", She loved it when I called her mommy, and I
knew it, she trembled and yelled as she grabbed my butt cheeks and
squeezed them as I filled her with my thick cum.


The next morning, mom took me to school, which is where the bus would
leave. There was the yellow bus parked in front of the high school, a
group of boys lined up with their bags next to them. I asked my mom to
drop me off there, right at the entrance to the parking lot, "Dylan!" she
exclaimed, "Don't you want your classmates to see me? Are you ashamed of
me?"


"No mom! Of course not!"


"Why don't you want me to drop you off at the entrance next to your
classmates? Besides, I have to talk to the coach, make sure he takes good
care of you."


"Mom! No, please! I'm 15! Is social doom!"


Then she laughed out loud. I've told you that my mom was possessive and
maybe intolerant to certain subjects, but that was all inside the room,
because outside she was a regular, loving mom, who loved to make jokes
and even tease. "I know! Don't worry, but, let me give you a kiss before
you leave", I nodded and she took my face with her soft hands and getting
closer to me she gave me a tender kiss on my forehead, "Have fun, I will
miss you", then I hopped off the car and before I left walking she said
"I love you!", I turned back and waved goodbye, feeling bad for what I
was going to do....


I stood at the end of the line, I was a little nervous looking to see my
mom leave, she drove slowly through the parking lot, I felt the gaze of
some of the boys, my mom's car was starting to approach the exit, a young
assistant coach walked by collecting permission forms, he stopped with
me, he looked confused, "Your permission," I looked in my backpack,
pretended I couldn't find it, I watched as mom's car drove away down the
street, "Damn! I left it in the car, I'll be right back!", the young
coach assistant rolled his eyes and went to the next boy.


I jumped out of line and ran around the school, I ran down the side until
I got to the back, I ran across the entire football field with my
backpack on my back, then I got to the edge and out of the vicinity of
the high school, and there it was, Tom's car.


"Stroker! You made it!", yelled James, who was leaning against the side
of the car.


"Let's go!", said Billy, and then Tom yelled, "Woohoo!"


My friends were planning a trip to the beach for spring break, and they
had been insisting that I go with them, but there was no way my mom was
going to let me, so they came up with the plan of telling her there was a
wrestling camp, they helped me get a fake flyer, and the permission form
was a no-brainer. Fortunately, that same day, the athletic team was
leaving for a camping trip.


From that day at the pool the previous summer, our friendship grew, and
even more so when I entered high school and joined the wrestling team.
Our meetings continued, and just like that first time, we continued to
share those intimate moments that we enjoyed so much, the three of them
gladly shared their dose of testosterone with me, telling me that I
needed it to grow and become stronger. I never doubted them, in fact, I
proved it was true, swallowing their loads invigorates me, just as James
had assured me, and soon in just a few months my body began to develop
more, my muscles grew and my silhouette was no longer that of a child.
What encouraged me the most was that my mom noticed these changes and
enjoyed them along with me, I was closer to being a man.


Maybe my change was due to a set of actions, for example, I entered the
team training with the newcomers, freshmen just like me, but my three
friends invited me to train with them, with the seniors, which was
tougher.  My body developed faster, but I was training twice as hard,
maybe three times as hard.


The road to the beach was a two hour drive, James, who had to ride in the
back with me, noticed my nervousness, that anxiety from lying to my
mother, "Hey! Calm down Stroker! Take it easy! We are not doing anything
wrong, we'll be back safe and sound in a week", I just nodded and tried
to smile, we were only 20 minutes on the road when James proposed,
"Stroker... Why don't you help me with this, so you calm down? "The boy
was at the opposite end of the seat, his legs wide apart and his hand was
rubbing an obvious erection under his shorts, I looked at him, I was
really anxious and needed to relax, I thought for a moment, but not for
long, then I said, "Only if you return the favor..."


James smiled and nodded. I must say that at first my three friends only
gave their cum to me to swallow, despite the three of them having a
dynamic in which they share, when I came into the deal they decided that
for my sake, for a while I would take full advantage of the testosterone
by being the only one  to suck their cocks to get it, and that went on
for months. There was no point in taking anything from me if my levels
were low. Just a month before the trip to the beach, given my remarkable
physical changes, they decided to go back to the old habit and start
sucking each other. Although it didn't seem quite right for them as they
felt strange giving a blowjob to a freshman while they were seniors, so
they told me.


I got good at sucking dick, my friends acknowledged that, James leaned
back on his side of the seat while I bend forward over his lap, in and
out, licking and sucking with sloppy sounds, James grabbed my hair and
pushed me, I was finally not gagging anymore, but I couldn't get more
inside my mouth. Then he told me he was coming, and I swallowed his cum
straight from the source.


I immediately leaned back in my place and pulled down my pants, my 15
year old fat cock was ready, I grabbed it and shook it. My friend gave me
a fantastic blowjob, he could take it all in his mouth and I moaned with
pleasure, meanwhile Billy watched from the front seat and rubbed his
erection.


"Damn, Stroker!, James said while taking a moment to grasp for air, "Your
dick tastes... I-I don't... it's so..." He seemed drunk with my taste, he
sure liked it not knowing why,  I grabbed his hair and pushed him back
down. If only he knew I fucked mom that morning right before she dropped
me at school.


The house on the beach where we would stay is owned by Tom's uncle, it
seemed quite abandoned for spring break, but then Tom explained that the
area was only inhabited by mature  people, and those houses were for
retirement or weekends so there weren't many tourists.


The house was smaller than the one in town, but just as luxurious with
everything we needed, I helped bring down the groceries for the next few
days and then we could go to the beach. The seashore was just a few yards
from the house, we took off our clothes on the porch and, wearing our
bathing suits, we walked there. I had the time of my life, it was great,
we only came back for lunch and then we went back to the beach, later,
when we realized that we had the beach all to ourselves Tom took off his
bathing suit and threw it into the waves, then he started screaming and
jumping on the shore. The other two did the same.


"Come on Stroker, take off your bathing suit!"


"No," I exclaimed, I turned to look at the other houses that looked very
much apart from each other, "what if someone sees us?"


"No one is going to see us!" shouted Billy.


"It's spring break!" said James.


"That's exactly why! There must be people in their homes!"


"Not at all Stroker" said Tom, "The old men in these houses spend their
vacations on Caribbean cruises or in mexican resorts, these houses are
for weekend getaways only, there won't be anyone, don't worry", without
warning and given my reluctance, Tom came over to me to carry me on his
shoulders while the other two stripped me off my shorts. Then they threw
me into the water completely naked, I couldn't help but get out of the
water covering my dick while I looked around, but it soon passed. We
waited for the sunset lying on the sand.


"So what did you do?" asked James to Billy, who was telling the
experience on his last date.


"Well, nothing! What was I going to do? She asked me to do it without a
condom..."


"Did you?!", asked James and Tom at the same time.


"No way man! It's not like she was my girlfriend, it was a one night
stand at a party, I wasn't going to risk it."


"So what did you do?"


"I put on two condoms and then made her think I had taken it off and left
one on."


"Wow man! What a neat trick!"


"According to her she's on birth control, but I wasn't planning on
finding that out, I don't plan on going to college and suddenly having a
girl come out pregnant."


"But doing it bareback is the best" Tom said.


"Yeah, but you do it with your girlfriend, you know she's on birth
control."


"Sure, I took her to the doctor myself, I couldn't use a condom, they're
horrible, ugh!"


"Don't listen to that Stroker" James said, "Use a condom, always,
remember that for your first time..."


I didn't have to say anything, but something in my face gave me away, all
three of them stared at me and widened their eyes in astonishment.


"Stroker?!"


"What?", I asked.


"You're not a virgin anymore?"


"W-What?!"


"Oh my god!.... He's not!... He already did it!..." were some of their
reactions, I didn't know who said what, nor what else they said because
they did it so loudly and at the same time that it was hard to
distinguish. I almost died from embarrassment, not because they knew, but
because I could not say anything about my experiences. They insisted and
I denied it, but I still felt bad, I felt like I was betraying my friends
since they were 100 percent honest with me.


"Ok... Ok... ok... okay... yes...", I reluctantly agreed, I looked down
to the sand, embarrassed but thanks to the light of the sunset that
blurred my blushed face.


They didn't manage to get much out, which made the intrigue even bigger,
although they asked me with whom, though they didn't insist when I didn't
tell them, but the questioning continued, if she was from school, if I
met her at a party, or if she was my girlfriend or a hookup. I answered
everything with a yes or no, trying not to reveal too much.


"What?" they exclaimed in surprise when I confessed not using condoms..


"Uhm... no."


"Then you pull out before you cum..." said one, "It's too risky" said
another.


"Neither..."


"What! You cum inside? Aren't you afraid of getting her pregnant?", That
possibility crossed my mind some time ago, and I asked my mom why we
didn't use condoms, I had just been taught about that in school. She was
annoyed by the question and told me that what we were doing was not with
the purpose of having a baby, and that our caresses were clean since we
weren't doing it with anyone else, somehow that convinced me, or I was
too naive, and I assumed she was taking precautions, "You must trust that
girl a lot! you don't want to ruin your life at 15 with a baby, Stroker",
I nodded at what they were saying.


"Or you can play it safe..." said Tom.


"How?", I asked intrigued, genuinely interested in the subject.


"Well do it up the ass...", James said and chuckled.


"What? What do you mean?", I was completely oblivious of that
possibility.


"How do you not know? Haven't you not ever watched porn?", asked Tom.


"Ehm...," I was a little embarrassed, "No... mom won't let me watch..."


"You're missing out on a lot..." said Billy, "It's the best!"


"Porn?", I asked.


"No! Butt sex!" he replied.


Then James cleared his throat and looked at his two friends. They fell
silent. "Stroker... You know well what kind of friendship we have, it's
very close and intimate, we do things that we like... that give us
pleasure... and there are others that we haven't shared with you...
between us there is a lot of trust, and when we need help, we are all
there to support each other. Well, sometimes, when we don't have a
girlfriend," he points out to Billy, "We have to look for some girl that
is single or pick up someone at a party, but it doesn't always happen."


"There are also times when our girlfriend doesn't feel like it," Tom
added, "And we have to respect that," he said, nodding vigorously.


"And that's what us friends are for...for those times when girls aren't
available."


"You mean that... you guys have sex with each other, isn't that gay?"


"Not necessarily, because what we do, we don't consider that sex...it's
just aid among friends, a release, we like girls, just like you, right?",
I nodded, "So we're not gay."


"...ok...", I agreed, taking my time to process, but they are my friends
and they wouldn't tell me lies.


"What we want to tell you, is that you can count on us for everything,
and if you need help you can ask for it without hesitation... so,
Stroker, would you like us to help you, with anal sex?"


"You mean you guys... you'd teach me... you'd let me..."


"Oh no, no! It's more complicated than that, butt sex is wonderful, but
it takes time and expertise, it takes experience, you can't just do it
like that."


"So?"


"We want to offer our help to teach you, would you be interested?"


Truth be told I was more intrigued than interested, and anything I had
already done with my friends was really pleasurable, so I nodded.


"We need you to say it."


"Yes," they waited a moment, "I want you to teach me how to have butt
sex."


"Well Stroker, that's why we accepted you into our group!" said James,
"But so you learn how to do it properly, with care, you need to feel it
first, anal sex requires you to be very considerate of the recipient, so
you would have to try it first yourself..."


"Oh, you mean... uhm... but..."


"Are you having second thoughts, Stroker?" Billy asked.


"No! Not at all," I thought for a moment, I was having a hard time
deciding, more because it was something new, but also something unknown,
which made it exciting at the same time.


"Well... there's only one thing left for you to decide..." said James.


"WHAT?"


"Which one would you like to teach you?"


"You mean only one of you would do it?"


"Stroker! Don't expect all three of us to do it! Believe me, you wouldn't
take it, that's why we're giving you a chance to choose, you just have to
consider something... Me," said James "I have a thin but long cock... Tom
has a short but thick one... and Billy... well you could say Billy is the
most suitable, but Billy fucks like no other! He can last all night
fucking like crazy!"


It was a very difficult decision, it was choosing between one of the
three, whoever it was I would feel comfortable with, all three are my
friends, but it was having one of them inside me, and for my first time I
had to choose carefully.


James put his hand on my shoulder as he guided me to the guest room, we
stopped at the door watching our other two friends watch us as the two of
them headed together to the master bedroom. James squeezed my shoulder
and we made our way into the room, together.


My friend wanted us to take a shower first, it was different than the
showers at the gym, because this was one on one, James helped soap me up
and I did the same with him, then he ran his soapy hand between my
buttocks, he then told me that I needed to clean myself well there,  in
order to enter he needed to lubricate my entrance, and that he would
achieve that by licking my ass.


He helped dry my body and took me to the bed, he made me turn over and
rest my chest on the bed then he went behind me, I felt nervous, anxious
for what was coming, then I felt his hands on my butt cheeks, my friend
spread them apart, I swallowed  and immediately felt the wetness and
warmth of his tongue. I gulped air and moved forward, but James stopped
me, he applied an arm key with his arms and my legs - wrestlers - and
pressed me to him making it impossible for me to escape, I moaned in
pleasure, a high pitched moan that escaped me by surprise, a tone I had
never heard on me, one I had only heard from my mother when she knew I
was about to fuck her.


I grabbed the sheets with my hands, and moaned through the mattress while
James ate my ass, my cock was hard and dripping precum, it was then that
James announced that he was going to put it in me, he asked me to get on
all fours, a position that I had never tried at home, I felt his body
approaching, I turned my head to look at him, James grabbed my hip with
one hand and with the other he directed his long dick, I felt him poking
my entrance, "Relax.... ", he said, but it was almost impossible for me,
"Breathe through your mouth and when you feel me thrusting, relax your
ass, and push..."


I gritted my teeth, I grunted from the force exerted, I felt pain, but my
friend was giving me indications to be brave and take it, then the tip
went in, it was as if he was splitting me in half, James stopped, he was
still holding my waist and with his other hand he reached my shoulder, I
turned my face once again, I was suffering, I wanted to implore him to
stop, but my friend was helping me, he was doing me a favor..... His hand
gently rubbed my back waiting for the pain to pass, for me to get used to
his size. I didn't want to think what it would have been like with Tom,
who has a thicker cock, so I was thankful I decided for James. "I'm going
to push a bit more in...", so he did, I threw myself with my chest on the
bed, and James layed on top of me, skewering me more with his cock, I
yelled in pain and tried to get free, but James grabbed me with his arms
and legs and whispered in my ear, "Hold on Stroker... you are doing
well... you are learning, relax... soon you will only feel pleasure...".


And so it was, I felt pleasure, but after a while of being drilled by my
friend, James deflowered my ass and came inside me, I felt for the first
time the sensation that my mother gets when I fill her with seed, it is a
pleasant feeling, of fulfillment, I reached behind me to squeeze James'
thigh when I felt him ramming, I moaned loudly as he did, it was like a
geyser of hot thick cum, his many ropes of cum painted my inner walls and
I felt an explosion like no other, I surrendered myself. James slowly
pulled out of me as his member went flaccid, I had an empty feeling
afterwards, it was relief but longing. I turned to lie down on the bed,
that's when I noticed the soaked blanket, it wasn't just sweat for the
hard time, I had cummed without the need of touching myself, I had cum
with James' cock in my ass. I was completely baffled, my friend laughed
at me, at my innocence. Then he took me in his arms and rubbed my back,
just like my mother used to do, and we fell asleep.