Date: Tue, 20 Sep 2016 05:35:34 -0700
From: Ricky Lester <rl581212@fastmail.com>
Subject: Family Discoveries #3

Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, a product of
imagination and fantasy.  It should only be read by adults where it is
legal to do so. It contains graphic descriptions of sex involving
adults and underage siblings, but be aware that such events should
only ever take place in the imagination.
All rights reserved by the author.

Family Discoveries, part 3
by Ricky Lester
bM inc

At dinner time that evening Mom, Dad, Mandy and I were all sitting
around the table. Suddenly there were so many secrets to keep: Mom knew
that I knew about her and Mrs. Roberts, but she didn't know that I'd
told Mandy. And nobody but Mandy and I knew that we'd started having sex
with each other, even if we hadn't actually fucked yet. Of course Dad
knew nothing about any of this at all.

During dinner I caught Mom looking at me and she gave me a little smile.
But Mandy was shameless. She touched my foot with hers, and when she
dropped her napkin under the table she touched my cock through my pants.
I dropped my fork on the floor; when I bent down to pick it up Mandy was
flashing her pussy at me - she was wearing a skirt but no panties!

After dinner we all watched a movie on TV. It was a school night, so we
had to go to bed early. Mandy and I didn't dare do any real sex stuff
with Mom and Dad in the house so we went to sleep in our separate
bedrooms.

I woke up some time in the middle of the night and went downstairs to
get a drink of water. I noticed the light from the TV was still going in
the den and I peeped in. There was Dad, sitting on the couch, watching a
porn movie! It showed a girl and two guys having sex with each other.
The girl was sucking one guy's cock -- and the guy was sucking the other
guy's cock! I stared in amazement. Then I looked at Dad.

He was wearing a shirt, buttons open showing his hairy chest, but
nothing else. He had his cock in his hand and was masturbating slowly.
His cock was huge compared to mine. It filled his entire hand and three
or four inches of it and a massive purple head were visible at the top.
His foreskin slid over and back over the head of his cock as he stroked.

I watched, fascinated. I must have made a sound because suddenly Dad
almost leapt out of the seat and swung round to look at me.

`Jimmy! Oh shit, son, I didn't know you were there!' He scrabbled around
for the TV remote but had to let go of his cock which swung free. `Turn
around, Jimmy, you shouldn't see me like this, oh shit, where is that
remote...' He finally found it and turned off the TV.

`Wait Dad, I know what you were doing, you were masturbating, weren't
you?' I said. 'I can masturbate too but I don't shoot sperm yet. Can you
show me how?' I sat down on the couch next to Dad. `Your cock is so big,
Dad, much bigger than mine. Let me see how you shoot sperm. I've got to
learn sometime!'

Dad stared at me. `Er, Jimmy, I think you should go back to bed. We can
talk about this when you're a bit older.'

`Come on, Dad -- look, my cock is just as hard as yours, only smaller!'
And I shucked off my pants and showed him. My little cock was sticking
straight out in front of me. `Look, I need to masturbate too, can I do
it with you? Put the TV back on and we can both do it.'

Dad gulped. `Jimmy, what if Mom catches us? It's one thing if she finds
me jerking off to porn, but not you. She thinks you're still her baby
boy. She'd kill me!'

`Well let's just keep quiet then Dad, and I don't think Mom would be as
surprised as you think.' I sat down next to him and started to jerk my
little cock slowly. `Come on Dad, I want to see you cum. Please!'

Dad looked at me and then at his cock, which had shrunk a bit, but was
still sticking way out in from of him. He turned on the TV again. Now
the two guys were fucking the girl... one underneath her with his cock
in her cunt, and the other guy was fucking her in her bottom!

'Oh, wow, Dad, doesn't that hurt her?'

'No, not if she's used to it. Also they often edit porn movies only to
show the actual sex bit, but when you do that - stick your cock in
someone's bum - it takes a long time and lots of lubrication before you
can get it all the way in. It can be boring to watch so the director
doesn't show that.'

'Does Mom know you're down here masturbating?'

'Yes, she knows. Sometimes we watch porn together, but tonight she was
tired. I needed to have an orgasm so I came downstairs to jerk off. She
doesn't mind. There's nothing wrong with jerking off - every boy and
every man does it, some more than others, of course.'

'How often do you have to cum?' I asked.

'Maybe three, four times a week. Sometimes more, sometimes less. Depends
how tired I am, usually.'

The actors on the TV were fucking each other hard. The guy fucking the
woman's bottom pulled his cock out and sprayed cum over her ass cheeks.
It ran down and flowed over her pussy and onto the balls of the guy
underneath. Dad's cock was back to its hard state again.  I reached over
and took it in my fist. I couldn't even get my hand all the way around
it. I pumped it gently up and down.  I could feel the blood pumping into
his cock in my fingers. It was slick with wetness and it felt wonderful
in my hand: hot and hard, and yet soft at the same time.

Dad moaned a little. `Oh God, Jimmy, that's so good, your hand feels so
good on my cock.' Dad put his arm around me and I snuggled up to his
warm body. My head was at the level of his chest and I suddenly found
his nipple with my mouth. I drew it in between my lips and sucked on it,
all the while pumping his cock with my hand.

The effect was electric. His lower body suddenly jerked and a long,
thick rope of semen spurted out of the end of his cock straight upwards.
It landed on my cheek and on his chest, and I could feel the hot liquid
running down to the corner of my mouth. I licked it into my mouth with
my tongue. It tasted strange, a sort of salty bitterness, but not
unpleasant. Two more strong spurts sprayed out, landing back on my hand
and Dad's cock, making it slippery and slick. I slowed the pumping of my
hand and stroked the great purple helmet gently.

Dad let out a long, juddering sigh. `Oh my word, Jimmy, where the fuck
did you learn to do that?'

`I didn't learn, Dad, I've never done that before. It just felt the
right thing to do, and I wanted to make you feel good. Was it good?'

`It was wonderful, Jimmy. Thank you. Come here and give me a hug.' And I
sat on Dad's lap, with his slowly subsiding erection poking between my
legs, which felt kind of nice, although I didn't know why. Dad reached
down and fondled my cock, which was still hard. He stood me up on his
lap and sucked my cock into his mouth, and I have to say it was much
better than when Mandy did it earlier: Dad managed to suck it and lick
it and he placed his hands on my behind and moved me in and out of his
mouth. His fingers tickled my asshole and suddenly a finger slipped
inside. Oh my God it felt good. It took me literally seconds to cum
again. My body shook with pleasure and I buckled at the knees, slipping
out of his mouth as I did so.

`Ah, Jimmy, you're still dry-cumming. That's no problem. When you get a
little older your cock will be just as big as mine or even bigger, and
you'll make just as much spunk as I do. It's still nice though, isn't
it? Now I think it's time for bed.' He picked me up in his arms and
carried me up the stairs.

Mom was standing at the top of the stairs. `Hey, honey. Tired boy,
dropping off to sleep,' said Dad.

I just had time to wonder what Mom thought of the fact that Dad was
wearing nothing below the waist with his cock in full view, and carrying
a naked boy in his arms. But I was too tired to care, and I was asleep
before Dad covered me with the sheet.

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