Date: Mon, 22 Aug 2022 12:03:58 -0500
From: Hugo Dan <hugdan0@gmail.com>
Subject: Becoming the man of the house - Bisexual - Incest - chapter 5

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James was my first, my friend taught me how to take it in the ass, I had
felt him open my entrance and insert himself deflowering my tightest
corner. I remember feeling him all night long, fortunately we slept next
to each other, I was used to sleeping with mom, I don't know how I would
have felt if I had to sleep in a bed alone. I woke up with James' arm
over me, I opened my eyes because of the morning light filtering through
the curtains. I smiled as I felt his breath hit the back of my neck and
pushed myself back against his body, I did it for comfort, without
thinking about the repercussions. Suddenly I felt his firmness against my
buttcheeks, that hot rod settling between my cheeks. I grabbed his thigh
with my hand, I felt the soreness from having his length inside me, I
didn't know if I could take it one more time.


James sighed once more into the back of my neck, which made me shudder.
In the distance I could hear the sound of waves, and nearby, a faint
sound filtered through the wall from the next room. "Looks like they woke
up already..."


"Who?", I asked, still feeling sleppy.


"Tom and Billy," my friend said, the sound became more loud and clear, we
could hear the pounding, like a loud hammering, nothing else but one of
my friends ramming hard into the other.


"Oh... they are...".


James smiled, breathing over my collarbone, his warm air brushing against
my chest, then he pulled me tight against him. I felt his pressure over
me, my face was sinking into the mattress as he rested over me,
"W-wait...", I asked, my hand squeezed his thigh, but James was more
skilled, his knees separated my legs, it was a force I could not fight
against, I remembered that they were all wrestlers, they knew how to
apply keys which I did not yet know. The young man slipped his hands
under my armpits and made me lose the will of my four limbs, "Wait!", I
begged, he was a 17 year old, skilled in the discipline of wrestling and
I was barely a 15 year old freshman. My breathing became agitated, I
clenched my abdomen as well as my ass as his cock began to settle in, I
grunted with anticipation thinking it would be just as painful as the
night before. Then a long loud moan came out of my mouth, his cock was
drilling deep inside me, I felt the burning he had left me with and his
hot meat working its way in. In a few seconds I had his body glued to
mine, "See...that wasn't so painful anymore...".


We stood still for a moment, I no longer needed to get used to it at all,
it was more like becoming aware that it had already happened, he was
already inside me, my hole remembered his size, his leftover semen acted
like water in a slide. I must admit that there was pain, but it was
bearable, I kept my mouth open and did not close it until I felt a stream
of saliva dripping out of it. Then James began to thrust in and out, he
no longer held the key on my arms but embraced me and fucked me with
cadence. My moans were increasing, as well as those of my friend in the
next room, it was like a symphony of pleasure, or more than a
competition, a contest to know who moaned louder, and at the same time, a
competition to be the top that made the one they were sodomizing feel
more pleasure.


The week went similar to that first day, beach, food, fun, fuck, and back
again, though not in the same order. On the second day, Tom and Billy
pronounced themselves interested in spending the night with me.
Emboldened by that morning when James' cock didn't hurt so much I decided
to choose Tom, I was more afraid of his thick cock than Billy's
resistance - I had heard how he made Tom moan and scream.


Tom was considerate, he was aware of his girth and allowed me to go at my
own pace, my friend lay down on the bed and told me to sit on it. "Come
on Stroker, first on my face, I need to lub you well...", and so , I sat
first with my legs spread over his face, the young man licked my ass and
I felt his tongue - thick as everything in his physique - almost fucking
me. Then I sat on his abdomen, looking at him, he took me by the hips and
with his fingers squeezing my butt cheeks he lifted me slightly so that I
myself could guide his cock towards my entrance. I went down letting him
enter me inch by inch, just as he was clinging to my buttocks, I did it
clenching on his forearms, my cock was hard, it seemed to have a mind and
heart of its own because it throbbed, even a mouth, spitting precum that
slid down my shaft.


Finally I could have it all inside me, my friend smiled at me and nodded
and indicated that I should move. I took a deep breath feeling filled by
him, I brought one hand to my abdomen, it was as if his cock had reached
my stomach, my other hand went down to my penis, I wrapped my fingers
around it, but Tom took it and made me lean against his chest, that broad
strong chest adorned by two round dark nipples. Then I pushed myself, I
let out a high pitched moan as I felt him deeper inside me, his shaved
pubis felt like thorns on soft butt cheeks, Tom nodded, then I started to
move, he let me go at my own pace and it felt good, for both, I could
understand a bit more the pleasure of having something up my ass and
immediately went wild, my hips went back and forth as if I was riding a
horse, I felt pleasure both when I went in and when I came out. Such was
the ecstasy that I generated with my own movements that I don't know if
it was him or I that started moving my hips in circles, that last
technique made us cum. I felt his cum come out of his cock straight into
my rectum which made me cum too, my ropes jumped out falling on his face,
Tom closed his eyes having a sticky web going through his handsome face,
I wanted to apologize, but my friend laughed. Tom took the cum from his
face and took it into his mouth sucking his fingers like it was a
delicacy.


The next day was Billy's turn, the boy I was most afraid of, first I had
listened through the wall as he made Tom moan, as my friend apparently
suffered being fucked, the banging of the bed against the wall. Then it
was James, which although they took turns, James' moans were louder.


"Don't be afraid," Billy said to me, the blond boy grinned, as if he was
about to do some mischief, his fingers intertwined with mine and he led
me into the bedroom holding hands. There was no need to undress, we
didn't even bother to wear bathing suits to the beach anymore. Billy took
me to the edge of the bed and we sat down, we looked at each other and he
noticed my nervousness, "You don't have to be nervous..."


"I know...it's just..."


"Don't pay any attention to what Tom and James say," I laughed nervously,
I wasn't afraid of what they would have said to me, but what I had
already heard through the walls, then he raised his hand to put it on my
cheek, "They're used to it...they know how to take it...but you...you're
just learning," he smiled. Billy moved closer to me and brought our lips
together, something I wasn't expecting, I felt his tongue enter mine, a
sensation I thought would be similar to the one I felt when my mother
kissed me. But it wasn't like that, Billy seemed... hungry, his mouth
opened wide and his tongue seemed to look for something in every corner
of my mouth, you might think it was something grotesque, but it wasn't
like that, Billy was a very good kisser, in an instant he had me lying
down, his hands running all over my young body and his mouth eating my
face. My cock was hard from just feeling his soft lips running down my
cheeks, the perimeter of my jaw, my neck, my friend was eating my earlobe
and I just gritted my teeth. We rolled around on the bed kissing all
over, Billy gave me a blowjob and then asked me to do the same, then we
did something I didn't know we could, he got on top of me with his cock
on my face at the same time he kept sucking mine.


I was waiting for directions from my blond friend, to sit on top of him
or to get on all fours, just without realizing he was on top of me with
his hips moving in rhythm, his average sized cock rubbing against my ass
as I moved as well dancing to his rhythm. "Ready?" he asked, and without
waiting for my answer, as I was intoxicated by his lips and out of
breath, he stood up to direct his cock to my hole, I had my legs spread
apart lying on the bed watching Billy take his cock and aim it at my ass,
I instantly gasped, wasn't he going to eat my ass?, wasn't he going to
prepare me?


Billy sensed my bewilderment and couldn't help but smile, "Calm
down...you're horny enough to receive me inside, believe me...", I
nodded, my chest swelling with every breath, he got to see my oval shaped
nipples completely hard, my flat abdomen and my erect cock. Billy pushed
his way in.


I closed my eyes, but when I opened them I had Billy on top of me, facing
me, the head of his cock had entered, the burning from the previous two
days continued but I knew I would feel pleasure afterwards. Billy looked
at me and did nothing more until I nodded indicating to proceed, the boy
placed my legs over his shoulders and moved closer to me.


Billy was gentle as well as energetic, my moans were loud but because of
the pleasure given by him drilling my ass, it was like putting James in
fast motion, but just as considerate of me as Tom. When one of my friends
was in and out of me, Billy had already done it three times.I clung to
his lean toned body and Billy seemed to last forever. I moaned loudly as
I felt him come and go, my friend grabbed my ankles and held my legs
apart, his body was dripping with sweat, the glistening beads running
down every crease of his slender body, Billy was smiling, he looked
happy, he grinned teasingly, he knew what he was doing to other people
and maybe that was funny to him, I thought he was a son of a bitch for
doing that, but it still turned me on, his mocking excitement turned me
on, then I felt it, the spasms in my body that indicated I was about to
explode, Billy picked up the pace, and then I let my semen come out and
land on my abdomen, it mixed with my sweat, and then Billy unloaded
inside me.


The way back home was complicated, there were no setbacks, but I debated
in my head everything that had happened. I was not at all regretting what
happened with my friends, on the contrary, I felt a stronger bond with
them, but the return meant facing my mother, I had never lied to her, she
stayed at home thinking that I had gone to a camp. I begged for her
permission, even swore to her that there would be no girls, which worried
her, and thinking of it, in that respect I didn't lie.


There was no need to cross words on the way back, Tom put on some music
and we all took in the scenery, occasionally glancing at each other and
smiling with complicity. Mom had asked me to let her know the time of my
arrival but an hour before I called her from a gas station to tell her
that when I got to school, a friend would give me a ride home, which was
partly true.


I got out of the vehicle and said goodbye to my friends, I turned a
couple of times to the entrance of my house expecting to see my mother
come out to greet me but she didn't, I started to feel nervous, I was
afraid to look my mother in the eyes and let her know I lied, "Stroker...
hey!", Tom shouted at me pulling me out of my thoughts.


"What?"


"We are glad you joined us, it was great," my friend said, the others
peeked their faces up to see me.


"Yeah, I had a great time, thank you very much."


"Good, see you at practice," the young man nodded and waiting for me to
take a step away from the car, they left.


I walked at a slow pace towards the house, I watched the car drive away
and in a second it flashed through my mind everything that had happened
in those seven days. I walked through the grass remembering the good
moments, especially all that I had learned so much. I stood in front of
the door and took a deep breath, my butt felt sore, but Mom wasn't going
to notice that. Maybe if I had limited myself to one cock in my ass a
day, it would have been different, but on the fourth night, after having
been with each of my friends separately, the four of us were together, or
rather, the three of them took turns fucking me. They insisted that I
should learn well for when the opportunity presented itself, but I was
never allowed to put my dick inside of one of them. I watched the sunrise
and sunset with a cock in my ass, on all fours or standing, leaning
against a wooden beam on the porch while a strong pubis rammed against
me.


I opened the door and walked into my home with my backpack on my
shoulder, "Mom, I'm home," I set the backpack on the side of the couch
and immediately saw her coming in my direction, her face was beaming, she
looked happy, she looked at me and her eyes lit up, she almost ran to me
if she had not been a few steps away, my fear vanished as I felt her hug,
I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her.


"I missed you Dylan," she said affectionately.


"Me too mom."


"I'm glad you made it," without letting go she kissed me on the forehead,
her ample breasts pressed against me and I continued to hug her, "Come!
You have to tell us everything!", she said, taking me by the hand and
leading me to the dining room.


"Tell us?", I asked intrigued.


"Yes, Dylan, we have a visitor," I then frowned. Then there was the sound
of the toilet and then the sound of the water in the sink, the bathroom
door opened and out came a figure that I had not expected for anything in
the world, my heart that had calmed down seconds before gave a loud jump
and I felt a shudder run through my body.


"M-Mr. Stevens?!", I asked in surprise. The high school counselor was
coming out of my bathroom, the 38 year old man was dressed very
differently than he was at work, he was wearing jeans and a casual
t-shirt.


"Hi Dylan, welcome back!" he said cheerfully, as he is characterized,
"Yes, I'd love to know how wrestling camp went for you..." his tone was
casual, but his eyes pierced reading my soul. Just then a car horn
honked.


"Oh! The pizza!", Mom exclaimed, for a moment, which seemed like an
eternity to me, they argued over who should pay for the pizza. Mom
insisted to the point of near anger claiming that Mr. Stevens was a
visitor.


"Gee Dylan...," said the man peeking out to see that mom was out of
sight, "Wrestling camp?"


"Listen, I don't know what you're up to, but"


"But?"


"Please...", I selected my words carefully.


But whatever his intention was, it wasn't to give me away, I kept to
myself and just had a slice of pizza, mom was surprised and mentioned how
much I usually eat. As if that wasn't enough, Mr. Stevens added that
maybe I was tired from so much training, and that I should some time
teach him one of my new moves, and asked me if it had been a strenuous
week, I stared at him without answering, until mom smacked my hand.
"Answer Dylan, don't be rude to Jay."


"Jay?", She called him by his first name.


"Yes Dylan, that's his name" said mom.


"Don't worry, he knows me as Mr. Stevens."


"That's funny," my mom giggled like a little girl, "I don't see you as
"Mr. stevens", she said mockingly.


"I know," he laughed, "Maybe he should just keep calling me that way, so
he doesn't get confused at school."


That night, during our nightly cuddling and obviously after Mr. Stevens
left, I asked mom the reason why he was there. She told me that she had
met him at the grocery store, he seemed like a very nice and friendly man
- though she didn't know at the time he was the school's counselor.


"But he's the high school counselor..." I sort of whined at her, I was on
top of her, with her legs apart and my cock going in and out at a slow
pace. It had been a week that I hadn't done it, that I hadn't even
touched my cock. All those days I hadn't had the urge because I was
cumming anyway because of my friends stimulating my prostate, and until
then when I came home I remembered how good it felt to have a tight pussy
engulf you and slick with its juices.


"And what's wrong with that Dylan?, there's nothing wrong with making
friends."


"Are you sure that's all he wants?"


"Dylan! What are you insinuating?" she exclaimed. Her breasts imprisoned
by her arms wobbled like water-filled balloons, her gaze fixed on me for
my comment. I waited for an answer as light moans escaped her mouth.


"I don't know mom...", I said, but in my mind what worried me was Mr.
Stevens' intentions for knowing the truth about my trip, and I understand
why mom thought I might be jealous.


"Don't worry...", she said taking my face with her soft hands, "You are
the only man in my life..." then she kissed me, a brief brush of our lips
and then mom pulled me against her chest, "Go on... make mom feel
good...", her hands squeezed my back, her legs crossed at my waist and I
started to move with more rhythm, mom started to moan loader, and I gave
her the pleasure she  loved to receive from me, "Oh Dylan!!!! My baby!
Oooh!" and she dug her nails into my back letting her orgasm flow,
squeezing and soaking my cock inside her pussy.


I made love to Mom again in the middle of the night, and once more in the
morning. I had the energy to do it, and she ended up exhausted, but
having had me away for a whole week it was as if she needed to make up
for lost time. In the afternoon of that day I hinted to her that I was in
the mood for sex - whish 15 year old isnt? -, it was a very rare thing to
happen, she always had to initiate the caresses, I could not mention
them, my mom looked at me strangely, but agreed, maybe she believed that
I had also been in abstinence for a whole week.


She was lying on bed, with her legs bent while I stuck my dick in her
pussy, I held her legs and kept them level, then I remembered how Billy
had fucked me, I found it curious how a woman's pussy is so close to her
ass, unlike a man's who has the balls and then the taint, it was a tiny
movement apart for my penis to touch her hole. Mom was very horny, I
could tell because she was closing her eyes and biting her lip, her hands
massaging her tits. Then I remembered that Billy said it was not
necessary to lubricate as long as I was sufficiently aroused, so I made
the decision and without warning, tried to go inside.


My mom screamed and jumped out of bed, she was in shock, suddenly filled
with anger, "How dare you! What are you trying to do?!"


"Nothing mom! Nothing, sorry!" I said, still kneeling on the bed.


"Who taught you that?" she asked furiously.


"What?!", I asked nervously


"Yes! Where did you see something like that?!


"I... don't..."


"Just a slut let men do it from behind. Dylan Harris listen to me!," she
never used my full name, it reminded her of dad, "Are you seeing
someone?"


"No mom! Of course not!"


"Tell me the truth, who's the whore!?"


"Mom! Please! There is no one!", I felt bad for lying, but mom was asking
for a woman, and we know there was no one but her.


"Jay is right...", she suddenly says, panting not because he was still
aroused, but angry, I don't remember seeing her like that before. Her
pussy was wet, some of the slick running down her leg, she was touching
her asshole from behind trying to find any damage, but I hadn't stuck my
cock inside.


"What?!", I asked, astonished.


"A good young man like you can lose his way without a male figure...a
woman alone is not enough, you need a man to guide you...I didn't want to
believe you could go on the wrong path Dylan, but I love you...that's why
I will accept Jay's help..."


"What mom, you want to send me to therapy with Mr. Stevens?"


"No Dylan, it's not therapy, Jay offered to spend time with you, and
guide you to be a better man..."