Date: Wed, 26 Feb 2014 21:35:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Job With Benefits IV

I quickly washed my body while my son watched, gently stroking his raging
hard cock. Watching a boy do himself like that, either absent mindedly or
intentionally was fun for me but watching my own flesh and blood do it that
first time make my dick throb with anticipation.

For me, boys are amazing and wonderful creatures. I can't think of anything
that I don't like about boys except that they grow up and always way to
fast. I love the way the look, the way they move, the way they play, their
gesturing and even posturing, and I love their seemingly insatiable
curiosity and capacity for sex. Getting to be with a boy sexually is the
ultimate experience but when that boy is your son it's mind blowing. All my
opinion you understand, but there it is.

We got out and dried off and headed for the bed, Martin in front of me so I
could ogle his slender 13 year old boy butt. I was dying to feast in there,
and more. When I settled in next to him, Martin move into my arms and his
mouth went to mine like a magnate to metal.

My son kissed me like a hungry animal with determination and had we been in
battle, the quest would be to destroy. His mouth was wide open, his tongue
foraging into my mouth to explore lips, teeth and tongue. He moaned softly
was we kissed, his hands busy doing the same thing with my body that his
tongue was doing elsewhere. My hands were all over him from the crown of
his head to cleft under his incredible butt cheeks. Martin's skin was so
soft and warm and pliable. I could feel the difference in his muscle from
the last time that I had held my boy, so could feel the growth in his young
body.

"I've want to do that for longer than you'll ever know," Martin panted
after breaking the kiss, "And it was everything I've ever dreamed about,"
he added and let his head rest against my chest. "I love being here like
this, naked and in your strong arms, being held and loved. I need you
daddy," he said softly, "I need you so much. I need this too, being like
this."

"I have been thinking along the same lines son, of being with you like
this," I told him.

"Really dad, for how long?"

"Just the past few months." Martin got a perplexed expression on his face.

"Just since you moved here then?" I nodded my head. "Well," he said, "Zack
did tell me that you and him did some stuff together so I guess that got
you thinking about me in the same way." I decided to lay it all out for
Martin as long as we were on the subject.

"It's not just Zack son. I've had sex with every member of the family
although I haven't fucked April because she' too little for an adult
cock. But she's sucked my cock and I've eaten her pussy and I've watched
both of her brothers fuck her as well as other boys at the Sunday barbecues
that we attend. I've also been with some of those boys, other boys, women
and girls and men. This group of people is very into nudism, incest, and
sex in general. That sounds rather twisted and weird, I know. On the other
hand there is no drug use, very little alcohol use.  All of the kids are
incredibly polite, cheerful, always willing to help. I haven't seen any of
the usual sibling bickering that is so typical in most families. What does
seem to happen is that families are brought closer together and not driven
apart like you always hear about. Everybody participates because they want
to, not because it's expected of them or forced on them.  I would never
have believed half of it if I hadn't seen it."

"You are going to be exposed to all of that son, unless of course you
choose not attend the weekend gatherings and that would be okay too. In
that case you and I will find other things to and I'm sure that Zack would
be more than happy to join us in those activities."

"Well I am not going to think about any of the right now daddy," my son
said then reached between us and snagged my hard cock. "This is what I am
interested in." That said he pushed me onto my back and moved his upper
body across mine and began licking the head of my cock. "You got a lot of
precum dad," he said over his shoulder then went back to cleaning it off of
my cock head. I sighed heavily as Martin took my cock into his mouth and
began sucking me while his had gently stroked me. Because of the way he was
turned his butt was pretty close to me so I put a hand on his hip and
gently rubbed up and down his side, onto the back of his head and down to
his butt. God I loved my sons' ass.

Martin rearranged his body so that his left hand could jack my cock and his
right hand could fondle my balls. I ran my hand down his top leg and came
back up with my fingers trailing in the crevice between them. My son lifted
his top leg and placed it flat on the calf of his other leg which I took as
an invitation to explore the territory.

I reached between his legs and found his balls resting against the front of
lower thigh. I scooped them up and began fondling them much as he was doing
to me. I heard Martin moan as I did, an indication he was doing fine. I
pulled the sac back so it hung more to the back where I could see it. I've
always been attracted to balls and seeing them from behind when a boy is
lying down like that; or on his hands and knees and they hang like fruit,
or hanging out the back when his legs are closed together was a huge turn
on for me.

I cupped and tugged on the medium sized eggs then let them lay while my
fingers traced along the loose folds of his sac up to its origin. I let my
finger explore my son's puckered hole and earned another moan and a bit of
a surprise. His right hand left my balls and went back to pull the top
cheek open to give me better access to his core. After a good 10 seconds
his hand found mine, quickly isolated my index finger and pushed it against
the opening, first rubbing it back and forth then actually pushing the tip
into the hole itself. It appeared that my son wanted to be finger
fucked. Maybe next time.

Using both hands I gently encouraged Martin to stop what he was doing and
come back up alongside me.

"Why did you stop daddy? I wanted your finger in my hole."

"Because I'm dying to suck on your beautiful cock son." As I moved down I
asked if he'd liked having my finger poking at his hole.

"Oh yes, it was great. I was hoping you'd put it inside of me," he said. I
was level with his cock and simply admired it up close. Easily 6 inches
long it was a medium girth. His foreskin was partially retracted and it, as
well as the swollen head, were bright red. The shaft was lined with blue
veins, some of them quite large, and it moved slightly with each beat of
Martin's heart. The hairs were so cute to me, hardly any of them to speak
of and as I mentioned the longer ones were right at the base of his cock
and growing onto the shaft. Above it dozens of other little nubs were
working their way toward being full-fledged hairs of note, many of them
very short and lying flat to his pubic bone.

I took hold of my son's raging cock and stroked him, sliding his foreskin
back and forth over the head. I could see a slight shininess which I
assumed to be precum. That my son was producing sperm excited me greatly; I
could hardly wait for him to shoot it into my mouth. I leaned over his
belly and lowered my head and took my son's boner into my mouth and closed
down on it and proceeded to give him the first blow job of his life.

I bobbed my head up and down, taking more than half of him in my mouth
while my tongue swirled all over his sensitive cock head. I jacked his cock
as I sucked him, I slid his foreskin all the way up and sucked it like a
nipple and when I pulled it back down my lips followed, encasing him once
again. I finally let go and began playing with his soft smooth balls and
used my other hand to stroke him. Martin moaned softly as I suckled, rubbed
my butt with one hand and my hair with the other. It didn't take long
before he gave me the words.

"Gosh daddy I'm going to cum really soon I think." I continued for another
half minute then stopped and slid back up alongside him. Martin's eyes were
half closed in lust and another thrill went through my body at the notion
that I got to witness such emotion and that I had helped cause it. Not many
fathers can make that claim which, when you think about it, is really
pretty sad.

Martin leaned over and put his mouth against mine again and kissed me with
a fury, much like the way Zack kissed me sometimes. I kissed back with as
much energy as Martin was putting out and continued to stroke him. As we
kissed, moans seemed to seep out from him or his body would shake for an
instant as his brain processed a spike in emotion. Martin broke the kiss
suddenly.

"Oh God daddy." His cock thickened in my hand and we both watched as his
cock head spit out a moderately sized glob of sperm that landed above his
belly button then another that landed just below it. After that it was
mostly oozing. I kept his foreskin retracted so his juice ran down onto my
thumb but pretty much stopped there. I finally stopped jacking him off and
licked his sperm from my thumb, then from his cock head and then from his
belly. Nothing like fresh squeezed gooey boy cum.

I lay alongside my son and just watched as he came down off the high of an
orgasm, one that I knew had been more intense for him than most because for
the first time in his young life it had been induced by someone other than
himself. I reached out and put my hand on his chest and gently rubbed all
over his torso. His cock was still hard as stone, hanging in the air above
his taut belly and still throbbing with each beat of his little heart.

Martin finally opened his eyes and turned his head to look at me. His eyes
were still half closed, his mouth split into a lopsided smile. "Gosh dad
that was pretty incredible. I love having my cock sucked." I chuckled and
told him that there probably wasn't a male on the planet that didn't like
having his dick sucked. He rolled over and into my arms and rested his head
against my shoulder. His hand gently moved up and down along my back, just
as mine started to do to him.

"I have wanted to be with you like this for so long dad; I can't even begin
to tell you." Of course he did begin to tell me. "I don't know when exactly
but I know that when I started to learn about sex and my stuff started to
grow I felt it even stronger. I've hear about boys being with other boys
and doing stuff like this and I thought it would be fun but what I really
wanted was to be with you. I wanted you to be holding me, kissing me,
touching me and making me squirt my sperms out, showing me all of the stuff
that guys can do together. I'm so happy right now dad, I don't want to
move."

Then he rolled away from. "But I have to move because I have to make you
cum, I have to see your sperm shoot out." That being said my son slid down
the bed and went to work. Had this happened 3 months before I would have
shot within a few minutes but since moving here I got my cock sucked on any
given weekend by up to 2 dozen boys and girls under the age of 15. I'd had
my cock sucked and my balls licked by a 6 year old boy that was amazingly
good.

As I've said before, there were age limits to intercourse with children but
that didn't include oral sex, within reason of course. Younger children
were allowed to approach whomever they wanted and not vice versa, or at
least generally not vice versa. Children were exposed to nudity and sex
from birth. For them it was a natural part of life and living and as a
result they typically grew up very healthy emotionally.

So, having my son sucking my cock, while certainly new to me, wasn't quite
the novelty that it would have been. However he was still my son, still
adorably cute, and had the hots for me so I got to where we both wanted me
to be quick enough.

Martin sucked my cock, he worked from the head to the root with his tongue
and lips, licking nuzzling, nipping and just generally exploring. "God your
cock is so hard and warm daddy," my son took a moment to say, then went
back to doing what he was doing. Looking down on him, his eyes close, his
smooth face, his almost perfect lips and my red tipped rock hard cock,
helped bring my heat level up to the sperming stage.

"I'm getting close son," I finally panted. Martin quickly moved to his
knees between my spread legs and bent down to suck and stroked me. Without
any direction from me his hand his free hand went underneath my sac and
hefted my balls to be squeezed and tugged on.  "Hold me tighter son, I'm
gonna squirt." And squirt I did.

The first squirt was a long blast of white that hit the top of my chest and
left a 6 inch slash of cum down my breast bone. A bunch of droplets fell
away from the mass and more sperm dribbled out and down onto Martin's
fingers. The second wasn't nearly so spectacular and ended up on my lower
belly, still a large enough volume of goo. From there it was a couple more
burps of cum then dribbling and oozing and a fair amount of that.

"Wow dad, that's a lot of sperm and a really cool squirt out. I hope I can
do that some day." Despite being totally impressed my son continued to
stroke my cock then gently milked it, clearing the thick tube of any
residual cum. Then he surprised me by climbing straight up my body and
laying on me, smearing his torso with my sperm. He kissed me heavily then
resting his head on the front of my shoulder but took a moment to lick up
some of my cum first.

"I want you to shoot in my mouth sometime daddy," he said then snuggled his
head against me. I ran my hands up and down his back and needless to say I
didn't avoid his incredible butt. "I like it when you play with my butt
daddy," he murmured against me.

"It's because it's yours but it's also an amazing butt Martin," I murmured
back to him. He yawned hugely so we disengaged, wiped the cum off of both
of us then went back to bed after pulling the curtains and fell asleep in
each other's arms.

I woke up to Zack snuggling into my arms. Martin and I had moved away from
each other in sleep so I was on my back closer to the side of the bed than
the middle where we'd started. As soon as I opened my eye Zack pressed his
mouth against mine and kissed me deeply while pressing his fully naked, and
hard, torso against mine. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed with as
much fervor as he was kissing me.

"He's beautiful like that Connor," Zack whispered very softly to me. I
glance over at my son who on his back, his cock fully erected and the head
about half way uncovered from his foreskin. One leg was straight and the
other spread out farther and bent at the knee. His balls were at full hang,
resting gently against his crotch. He was the epitome of boy.

"Do you think he's going to mind you fucking me? It would be so hot to have
Martin watch us fuck," Zack said and pressed his boner into me for
emphasis. "I want Martin to fuck me too," he informed me and I thought that
would be hot, watching my son fuck his first boy. He was going to fuck his
first girl too and that would be equally hot.

"I'm horny as fuck Connor. I haven't cum today and I need to bad." The
boys' voice was almost hoarse from lust. "Do you think Martin would mind if
I woke him by sucking his cock?"

"Don't know Zacky but you can try," I told him. He kissed me again, a deep
throated tongue battling kiss and when he pulled away he did it slowly,
capturing my lower lip with his teeth and lips and tugging it until he was
forced to let go.

Zack eyeballed the situation for a second then had me slide down the bed a
little bit. He then straddled my face as if we were doing a sixty nine,
offering me his deliciously ram rod hard hairless cock then turned his body
cock-eyed and leaned over my son. He braced himself with right hand,
placing it on the bed on Martin's far side then lifted my boys' cock with
left hand and lowered his head. Once the cock was captured Zack put his
other hand on the bed between Martin's legs and proceeded to suck my sons'
cock. My own cock was raging hard as I pulled Zacky's cock down and started
sucking him off. About 30 seconds into it Martin moaned.

"Gosh daddy that feels really good," his eyes still closed. I had reached
up and was fingering around Zack's hole and watched as Martin reached out
to touch my head, only to discover that it wasn't my head that was bobbing
on his stone hard boner. "Huh," he uttered and opened his eyes. Zack took
his mouth from my son's cock.

"Are you okay with me sucking on you Martin," he asked in a voice deepened
by lust. Martin turned his head to see my face up between Zack's legs
sucking the 11 year olds' boner and fingering his ass.

"Yeah," my son said, "definitely." Martin just relaxed back and alternated
between watching me and watching Zack suck his cock. As predicted it was
hot for me. Without saying anything Zack began to move his lower body. He
moved his right leg so the foot was flat then raised his ass up in the
air. He moved the left leg next to the right foot and knelt then moved the
right leg to the other side of Martin and dropped to that knee as well,
effectively putting my son into a sixty nine with him. He did it all
without taking Martin's cock out of his mouth. Martin didn't bat an eyelash
but reached up and pulled Zack's rampant cock down and put his mouth over
it.

I just watched for almost a minute, thrilled at seeing my son with another
boy and more so because Zack was that boy. I moved around on the bed to get
different angles and every one of them was hot. Actually seeing Martin's
lips wrapped around Zack's boner was incredible. Martin's eyes were closed
and it was very clear to me that he was loving what he was doing. Seeing my
son's hard boner in Zack's mouth produced similar feelings for me and like
my son, Zack's eyes were closed and I could hear him moaning softly to
himself as worked on the 13 year olds cock.

"Can you do something with my asshole Connor," Zack asked so I grabbed the
bottle of lube from the nightstand and went to that end of the
configuration. I got down and began licking Zack's hole, working the entire
area with fervor. I loved rimming the kid and having my sons' eyes less
than 7 inches away and watching me do it made it that much better.

"Gosh dad will you do that to me," Martin said from below me and I assured
him I'd be glad to. I lubed a finger and pushed it inside Zack and began
fucking him. I didn't do it long before adding a second finger. I was
hoping that he'd let me fuck him right where he was. Giving my son a bird's
eye view of my big cock fucking another boy would be amazing. Amazing was
about to happen.

"I need to get fucked Connor," Zack panted over his shoulder at me, "I need
to get fucked right now." He went back to sucking Martin's cock. I backed
away and saw my son looking up at me with a grin on his face, or at least
as much of a grin as having a hard cock in his mouth would allow. I poured
some lube on my cock then wiped the excess around Zack's puckered hole and
got into position. I touched my swollen cock head to the muscle then
prodded at him a little it then rubbed the head around on the underside of
his balls before going back to the hole.

"Quit fucking around and get to fuckin," the boy said and even he could
barely stop himself from laughing. I put the head back at the hole, pushed,
and slipped right inside the boy. I stopped but Zack told me to put it all
the way in and a moment later my moss was poking his ass. Hands on his
slender hips I started to fuck the boy, slow and steady. I felt movement
then Martin's hand cupping my balls and fondling as I fucked.

"That looks amazing from down here dad," he said. He let his hand travel
back and actually touched my hole with his fingers which surprised me. Zack
appeared to stop sucking on Martin's cock and just let his head rest at my
sons'crotch. Of course he could have been doing any number of things with
his mouth and lips.

"God I love having you fuck me Connor," Zack moaned. "Your cock feels so
good in my ass; it's the best." I began moving into the boy from the side,
pushing in tight and holding it there then grinding my ass around a little
bit then going back to fucking him. Truth be told I loved fucking Zack. He
was cute, cuddly and so eminently fuckable and since he loved having me
fuck him, it made it even that much better. I knew that Martin was going to
be the same way. I knew that fucking my young son was going to be just as
incredible if not more so and I could hardly wait.

"I'm getting close to cumming Connor, make me cum, make cum from fucking me
fuck me hard Connor, fuck my tight little ass real hard. Oh God that feels
good; so fucking good with you fucking me." I felt my balls start to tingle
along with the rest of the familiar feelings of impending orgasm.

"Cum in my mouth if you can Martin, okay, cum in my mouth." Zack went back
to sucking my son and since he was balanced on one hand I knew he was
playing with Martin's balls or trying to get at his virgin hole.

""I'm getting close Zack, I'm getting close to filling your ass with my
sperm. I'm going to breed you baby. You're such a tight fuck Zack, I love
fucking you more than any other boy. My fat cock is happiest when it's in
your little asshole and fucking you Zack. Here it comes Zacky, I'm gonna
cum I'm gonna shoot my sperm in your asshole, Oohhh fuuuuck," I finally
groaned and began firing jet after jet of warm thick cum into the 11 year
old boys' body. Zack was rocking back into me as I fucked him and moaning
loudly with each thrust.

I heard Martin grunt and figured that he had cum and a second later I felt
Zack's asshole constrict on my cock and he uttered a squeal that sounded
much like a little girl. I continued to fuck him but of course I slowed
down and Martin had already started to crawl out from underneath him.

My son moved up alongside me, put an arm around my waist and offered his
mouth for a kiss, which I dutifully gave him. "That was amazing to watch
dad," he said with a grin.

"It was amazing to get too," Zack said over his shoulder to us. "Does it
make you want to get fucked Martin? Better yet does it make you want to get
fucked by your dad?"  Martin grinned at me again and nodded his head.

"Yeah, it does."

"Yeah to which," Zack asked.

"Yeah to both," my son replied.

"Well then, maybe I can be your first fuck, after your daddy that is." I
told Zack I was pulling out of him, got an okay, then did so and as soon as
I was clear he rolled onto his back and pulled his legs back. I got between
his legs and began licking and slurping at his opened hole, cleaning up my
leaking sperm.

"Eeww dad, why would you do that," Martin asked. Zack told him because it
was hot for both of them. Martin turned back the other way to have eye
contact with Zack who reached an arm out to my son.

"Do you like to kiss," Zack asked as Martin moved up toward his head.

"Yeah, I guess, but I'm not very good at it."

"Practice, practice, practice," my soccer coach always says," Zack
responded.

"Mine too," Martin said as he moved in close and a moment later the two
boys were involved in a fairly deep kiss. Zack's hands were moving all over
Martin's back and down onto my son's very hot butt. I was immediately
jealous, of both boys, but chuckled and let it go.

I finished with Zack and moved away and got treated with one of the most
delectable sights in the world, in my opinion. Martin was lying face down,
his upper body resting on Zack's as they kissed. One of his legs was
straight and the other bent at the knee and pulled up so that the knee
rested against Zack's hip. It opened Martin's legs quite a bit so what I
saw was his entire butt crack bracketed by the terrific globes of his small
butt. His puckered hole was barely visible, the slight pink tone of the
wrinkled muscle a contrast to the brown skin surrounding it and then the
white of rest of his body.

The second part of the treat and most important to me were the small folds
of skin that began just below his boy pussy and began to form the sac for
his balls. It culminated in the sight of his balls resting on the bed in a
puddle of skin and therein was what turned me on the most. That entire view
made my heart flutter and cock twitch. It was beautiful.

I moved in closer and began rubbing my son's butt, trailing my fingers in
his crack and down the sensitive underside of the skin to the beautifully
formed eggs on the bed. Martin moaned and moved one leg even wider than it
was. I allowed a finger to focus on his hole, to rub back and forth across
the puckered muscle.

"Put your finger in me daddy," Martin commanded in a husky voice. I fully
intended to but not first. I lay between my son's spread legs and pulled
his cheeks open and began gorging on his rosebud. Diving into my son's
asshole was exciting, was hot as hell, and made my softening cock reverse
direction and fill back up with boner producing blood.

Martin moaned as I rimmed him which caused him to kiss Zack more
fervently. My son reached out and down and took hold of Zack's still hard
cock and began stroking it, sliding the foreskin back and forth over the
swollen head. Martin then moved his body and maneuvered himself to his
knees in order to push his ass backwards into my face, offering himself to
me. My cock got harder, knowing what my son wanted, knowing that he wanted
and needed his daddy to fuck him. And fuck the boy his daddy would most
certainly do.

I stopped rimming him long enough to grab the lube and watch the boys make
out. Seriously they went after each other with a vengeance it seemed, the
overwhelming interaction that almost looked like violence but was in
reality intense passion. I could hear their moans, grunts, or panting mix
with the sloppy wet sound of kissing as the ecstasy of lust flooded their
young bodies.

I put my mouth back at Martin's hole and licked some more, reveling in the
texture's and the flavor of my son's young body. I moved to the underside
of his smooth nuts with my tongue while I slipped a lubed finger into his
entrance causing him to gasp audibly at the violation of his most secret
spot. I pushed all the way inside of him then started working his hole. I
found his prostate right off the bat of course and manage to run my finger
back and forth over the little lump.

"Oh god daddy," Martin moaned. He had stopped kissing Zack's face but Zack
continued to kiss, lick and nibble at my son's neck which kept my boy
moaning and not always softly. Martin kept pushing his butt back into me,
forcing my finger into his ass. I worked a second finger into him,
stretching his hole farther and getting more moans.

"Daddy, put your cock into me," he finally said. "I need your cock in me
daddy." I quickly lubed my cock with one hand while the other continued to
stimulate my sons' prostate. I could have moved him into a different
position and in fact would have loved to watch his beautiful face while I
fucked him but this was going to be hot enough. Besides, he and Zack had
gone back to making out with as much fury as before. As I lined up to enter
my son I noticed that Zack's raging hard cock was right there for the
stroking and make a mental note if it.

"Hurry daddy, I need it," my son called out again, his voice even deeper
than before. I lined my cock up next to my hand, pulled my fingers out and
shove my cock in.

"Oh god daddy, oh god," Martin groaned. Then he did a strange thing. With
me still embedded in his ass he started to move sideways. I moved with him
until he was completely above Zack with his legs between the younger boys'
legs. He then slowly lowered himself until his body was resting on
Zack's. I could see that Martin's cock lined up alongside the young hot
boy's cock, Zack's balls hanging between his own thighs. Martin gently
moved his legs wider, which forced Zack to spread his legs to.

"Now put it all the way in me daddy." I did as he asked and buried my cock
as far into my son as I could go. Despite having cum barely 15 minutes
before I thought I was going to blow when my balls rested against Zack's
body and my hairs were mashed against my young sons' butt.

God, I was buried deep in my son's ass. Society, the laws, religions, all
said that what I was doing was taboo. Maybe that's the reason that it felt
so damned good, because it was my son that I was breeding not some random
asshole.

Staying on my knees, I pried Martin's cheeks apart and started to fuck him,
reveling in the feel of his tight hole against my cock. I wasn't getting
much of a throw, about half the length of my dick but it was enough to
garner moans from my baby boy.

"Do you like it Martin," Zack asked in a soft voice. "Do you like having
your daddy's cock buried inside your ass. Do you like your daddy fucking
you?"

"Oh god yes I do. I love it," my son whispered back. I fucked for a good
minute or 2, the position one that I had not only never done, I'd never
even seen before. Finally Zacky called a halt.

"You should fuck your son on his back Connor so you can both see each
other's face," the boy suggested. I thought I was an excellent idea but
before I could move Zack started giving directions.

"Back off of me Martin but keep your dad's cock inside you," he said. My
son did as requested and Zack moved out from underneath him.

"We're gonna do the same kind of thing you and me to Connor, going from my
back to a sitting position but we're gonna do it in reverse. Okay?" I
figured that was where it was headed and was more than game for it. Sexual
acrobatics were always fun. With my arm around my son's waist I maneuvered
myself into a sitting position and then onto my back. Zack gave Martin
directions to turn around, pivoting on my fat cock. When he was turned
around Zack gave my son directions to raise one leg up over my head, which
he did, and was then facing me.

"This is a real good position to fuck in for you Martin cuz you can control
the motion," Zack explained, then encourage Martin to give it a try. My son
managed to get his knees underneath him and started the motion.

"How do you like that Martin," Zack asked.

"Wow, it's really fun. "We're going to have to try it some time dad," he
said. I pointed out that we were trying it. Zack pointed out that his legs
got tired after a bit so he always changed into a different position, which
I could attest to.

Without being told I started moving into a sitting position and when I got
there my boy wrapped his arms around me tightly and began kissing all over
my face then plastered his mouth against mine with the same passion that he
and Zack had been kissing shortly before that. I kissed my son back with
equal passion, my hands moving all over his back and down onto his tender
little butt.

"Jeez, I feel out of place," Zack said, "Maybe I should leave you two
alone." Martin broke the kiss and the embrace immediately.

"Don't you dare," he said forcefully. He turned his head and finding the 11
year old, grabbed Zack's hand and pulled. Zack came into our embrace and
Martin kissed him in the same manner as before. Since he was right there I
leaned over and kissed on the Zack's neck, causing him to shiver and shake
a little. I let my hand roam down onto Zack's ass to feel and rub the small
orbs. God he had delicious butt; he and Martin both.

"You started this, you gotta stick around and finish it," my 13 year old
said, which caused Zackster to grin.

"I love being like this with you daddy," Martin said, turning his attention
back to me. "Being this close to hugs and kiss and have your cock in my ass
is the best." He kissed me on the lips then said, "But now you have to fuck
me the right way."

I had Martin wrap his legs around my waist and arms around my neck then got
to my knees and gently lowered him to the bed. "Do you want to suck on Zack
a little bit," I asked him and the grin that split his face told me the
answer.

I put my hands behind my son's knees which pushed his legs open as well as
back. I had a great view of my cock sliding in and out of his young body,
of his balls resting in a puddle atop his pelvis and his beautiful almost
hairless cock bobbing slightly as I fucked him.

Zack offered Martin his cock from the side so Martin turned his head in
order to suck him. To say that the sight was incredible would not do it
justice. Fucking my son while he got his cock sucked was, well, fucking
hot. I got another steady little rhythm going, pulling out and pushing back
inside of him.

Zack pulled away from Martin then quickly turned, straddled my son's face
and leaned down to suckle Martin's cock. I rubbed Zack's head as he sucked
and I swear I heard the kid purr. At the other end it looked like my son
was going for Zack's hole and a second later Zack moaned.

"Oh yeah Martin wash my hole. Fuck that feels good." He then went right
back to sucking the boy. I continue to fuck my son, pulling well over half
way out of him before sliding back inside. I picked up speed a little bit
and could hear Martin start to grunt in response. I don't know what else to
say except this went on for a good 5 minutes before Martin said that he
might be getting close to cumming. Zack immediately moved out of the way
and told me to go ahead, knowing what needed to be done. I dropped my arm
under his legs then leaned forward on the bed, placing my hands flat about
level with Martin's chest. It was then that I began to fuck my son in
earnest. I hammered his ass hole, pulling out almost all the way then
slamming back inside of him. The force of my thrusts moved him on the bed
sheets and caused him to grunt loudly each time I bottomed out inside of
him.

"God that's hot to watch Connor," Zack commented from the side as he
stroked his own raging cock. I moved my ass around, trying to create new
and different feelings for my boy. It wasn't long before we were both
panting.

"This feels so good daddy," he moaned, "so, so, good. I could have you fuck
me forever." Well I would have liked to except that I felt my orgasm
building.

"I'm getting there baby boy," I said in a husky voice as I slammed back
inside of him. Martin reached down between us and began jacking off. I
leaned forward and we kissed for a moment but I didn't miss a beat with
him. As my sperming got closer I fucked him harder. I didn't go as fast
perhaps but I sure rammed my cock into him.

All of a sudden Martin squealed, almost like a girl, and groaned. I felt
his asshole grip my cock like a vice each time his body convulsed. That was
all it took to shove me over the edge.

"Here you go sweet boy," I groaned and began injecting my son's ass with my
sperm. The entire notion of my sperm going into my son helped make the
orgasm better than it would have been otherwise. Martin's legs were wrapped
around my waist again and he rode me like a bronco, trying to push his
waist up to meet my thrusts.

"Fuck," Zack groaned beside us and a second later he too was vibrating from
his own orgasm. I continued to fuck my son but of course things slowed down
and eventually ground to a halt, no pun intended.  We were both panting,
Zack too, and things were quiet for a solid minute.

"Wow," Martin said then was quiet again. I let his legs down and lowered my
body to his, keeping my weight off of him. He hugged and kissed me.

"I love you so much dad. Thank you for this, it means so much to me."

"It means a lot to me too son," I whispered and kissed him back then rested
my head against his shoulder.

"Come join us in the hug Zack," Martin said and a moment later the hot
little boy was right in there snuggled up with us.

"Do you think your dad would let you stay over here for a couple of days
Zack," my son asked, then looked at me and asked if that was okay. I was
fine with it.

"Yeah, he will; no problem there. Of course my brother and sisters are
gonna be jealous but hey, fuck it."