Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2007 12:43:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Rc Broadstone <rcbroadstone@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Raising Shep"

My name is Will Young, and I'm thirty-five years old.  I lost my wife,
Kathy, to cancer after only ten years of marriage.  I was left alone to
raise my eleven year old son, Shep, by myself.  After she was gone, I never
thought anyone could be as lonely as I.  There were times when my life
seemed so empty that I wondered if it was worth hanging on.

Kathy was the most beautiful woman I'd ever known.  Her breasts were large
and full.  How many times I'd buried my face between them.  She often held
them together with her hands as I fucked between them and then shot my load
onto her mouth.  She was so beautiful as she licked her lips clean.  Her
pussy was like a glorious entrance to Heaven.  I supped at the altar of
those gentle pink folds of cunt.  As my own cum oozed out of it, mixed with
her warm juices, I thought of it as the nectar of the Gods.  I tasted with
my tongue and lips her creamy white skin from her head to the bottoms of
her feet.  She was a Goddess with full warm lips and limpid blue eyes.

How many tears I shed over her passing.  For months, I lay in bed at night
stroking myself, fantasizing that it was her lips that were massaging my
rigid penis.  I squeezed my balls gently as she had as she thrust my turgid
member over and over into her throat.  I'd close my eyes and picture her
sitting on my cock, rising and falling, up and down, faster and faster, her
round firm tits flying in circles in front of her.  I loved it when she
talked dirty to me while we fucked.  My favorite was when she'd call be a
mother-fucking male slut.  I really was a slut when it came to having her
in my bed.

I found that the only relief I could get from my cravings was to jack off
as often as I could.  Sometimes, I'd jack off three times a day.  In the
shower, in the car, in my office under the desk, in the backyard under the
moon.  Anywhere.  I took to viewing pornographic sites on the internet.  I
paid to watch videos of men and women fucking and sucking and fantasized
that they were actually Kathy and me.  I jacked off as I watched and, when
the two actors went into orgasm, I would let my cum fly and imagine that
Kathy and I were having simultaneous orgasms, which we often did.

With all my grief, I did my best to be both father and mother to Shep.  I
tried never to show my frustrations around him.  I knew he was also hurting
from losing his mother, and I tried to keep a happy face for his sake.  His
mother was very private when it came to sex.  She always wanted our door
locked so Shep wouldn't walk in.  She hated it when Shep would sometimes
see me naked coming out of the shower or getting dressed in the morning.
In that respect, she was a bit of a prude.  But I was careful to follow her
wishes.

As time went on, though, Shep and I became much freer with our nudity now
that it was just we two males in the house.  No reason to hide our sex
organs when we both knew we had them there hanging between our legs.  We
both slept naked, and the time came when we even sat naked together
watching a football game.  We were completely relaxed over our nudity.  We
even made no effort to hide our hard-ons, of which I had many.

I was impressed with the way Shep's body was developing.  His muscle
structure seemed well-proportioned, and at eleven, that little boy penis of
his was well on the way to becoming a man-sized cock.  And I was impressed
that he was developing a very long ball sack, quite similar to mine and his
grandfather's.  I was proud of him.

I am a CPA and work out my home.  I limit my work to only a few very
important clients, so it isn't necessary that I have an office away from
home.  I have two clerks who come in and work part-time for me in my
office.  Over the year following Kathy's death, there had been no thought
that I would date another woman.  It seemed unthinkable.  But both my
clerks ganged up on me several times, urging me to get out into the world
again and find some nice woman to date.

As it happened a young woman did come to my home office wanting to engage
me in handling some of the financial aspects of her interior design shop.
Her name was Denise.  She was tall and slender with blond hair cut just
above her shoulders.  She had spectacular tits, much of which showed behind
her low V-neck blouse.  They were set off beautifully by a deep cleavage,
and her large nipples were clearly visible through her thin blouse.  She
was very business-like and we talked for the better part of an hour.

When we were through, I suddenly felt compelled to ask her to go to dinner
with me that evening.  I was delighted that she accepted without
hesitation.  I fixed Shep's supper for him and was glad he had an old Star
Wars movie to watch that evening.

I picked her up at her house, a large Colonial in an upscale neighborhood.
I took her to a very expensive restaurant, where the tables were lit with
candlelight and the wine list was superb.  She told me she was widowed
three years before when her husband was killed in a car crash.  She was now
thirty-three years old, two years younger than myself.  Her mother lived
with her and took care of her thirteen-year old son, allowing her to spend
a great deal of time with her growing business.

We had a good deal of wine before and during and after dinner, and as I was
looking at her in the candlelight, I could feel my cock getting hard.  I
really had an urge to fuck that woman.  When I drove her home, it was close
to eleven, and we sat in the car in front of her house for a while and
talked.  My hard-on was killing me.  I took her hand in both of mine.

"I really had a wonderful time at dinner, and I really like you," I said.

"And same here," she said.  "Would you like to come in for a while for a
night cap.  Both Mom and Bobby are in bed by now."

We went in and she poured two small glasses of brandy.  We sat on the sofa
together and, before I knew it, I put my arms around her shoulders and
kissed her.  She responded with a very deep French kiss, and I nuzzled up
closer to her taking her fully into my arms.  She did the same.

"I've looked forward to this all evening," she said.  "Would you like to
stay a while?"

"Of course.  If you'd like me to."

She rose and took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom, a luxurious
suite full of lace and pillows and a full king-sized bed.

"Here, let me," she said, as she took off my sport coat, my tie and began
unbuttoning my shirt.

We were soon both naked and standing in the middle of the room wrapped in
each other's arms.  I could feel my hard cock pressing against her soft
belly.  We flew into bed with me on my back.  She instantly spread my legs
and lay between them licking my balls and running her tongue along the
underside of my rigid cock.  Oh, my God, how good it felt.  It had been so
long.  Then I felt a finger pressing into my asshole.

She looked up at me.  "I have a dildo.  Would you like me to fuck you with
it?"

I was ready for anything she wanted.  But I'd never had anything up my ass
before.  I said, "If you want to."

She reached into a bed table drawer and took out a flesh-colored dildo that
was slightly larger than my own cock.  She greased it up with some liquid
butter and pushed it up into me.  I was surprised.  It felt amazingly good
as it rubbed against my prostate.  After a few minutes of fucking me with
it, she pulled it out and sucked on it between her lips.  She pushed my
legs up and then lowered her face in between my ass cheeks and literally
tongue-fucked me.

She lay down on her back and raised her legs.  "Please, Will, fuck me.
Really hard."

I mounted her and my cock slipped very easily into her cunt.  As I was
pushing it in, I said, "That felt pretty good to have that thing up my ass.
Where did you learn to do that?"

She smiled and ran her fingers over my nipples.  "My husband was bisexual,
Will.  You know what that means?  He loved to get fucked.  Fucked by other
men, that is.  He usually included me when he did it.  I found it very
exciting to watch and I just thought that every man should have the
opportunity to see what it's like.  Did you like it?"

"Yes.  Very much.  It felt good.  You mean, he had another guy's cock up
his ass?"

"Of course.  I'm glad you like it.  Maybe we can arrange it sometime."

We didn't talk as I fucked her hard.  What a hot piece of ass she was.  She
bucked her hips hard against my pelvis.  Her periodic groans told me she
had gone through at least two orgasms before I had mine.  It had been so
long since I had fucked a good hot cunt.  To have my penis wrapped in the
folds of her warm wet pussy could never be matched by never-ending hand
jobs.

As I pulled out, she said, "Now go down and suck your cum out of my pussy."

"What?  Are you serious?"

"Yes.  You'll like it.  My husband loved it."

I didn't want to do anything that would disappoint this gorgeous female.
So I plunged my mouth down on her wet cunt and let my cum dribble into my
mouth.  God, it was good.

"Now before you swallow it all, scoot up her and kiss me."

After more rolling around and caressing and kissing, I finally got up and
said I needed to get home to make sure Shep was okay.

Denise and I got together like that a number of nights in the coming weeks.
One night, I was curious and asked her some questions.

"How often did you have other men in bed with you and your husband?  And
were they different men?"

"Fairly often.  And, yes, they were different men, except for one, who was
a regular, so to speak."

"Is he someone I would know," I asked.

"Probably not.  He was our son."

"Your son?  You must be kidding."

"No, not at all.  I suppose you're shocked."

"Yes, I am shocked."

"Jack believed there should be no secrets in the family when it came to
sex.  He indoctrinated Bobby to it starting when he was a baby.  Jack died
when Bobby was twelve---just when he was beginning to perform like a man."

"You mean he . . . you know . . . he participated fully in sex with his
father?"

"Yes, and with me, too."

I was indeed shocked.  It never occurred to me that I would draw my son
Shep into my own sexual activity.  I could never do that.

"Denise," I said, "Saturday is Shep's twelfth birthday.  I was planning on
using that occasion to give him the Birds and the Bees talk that every
father should do.  You know, the facts of life.  Now that he's well into
puberty.  But I don't think I can ever suggest having him involved with me
sexually."

Denise went to her bottom dresser drawer and pulled out a DVD.  "Will, when
you have that talk with him, you should tell him everything about sex.
Don't leave anything to his imagination.  Take this DVD and show it to him.
It's a fuck video with a man and his wife and their teenage son.  When you
talk to him about how babies are made, and all that, you need to let him
know about the pleasure of sex.  With this DVD, he'll see exactly how
fucking is done and how pleasurable it is."

I shook my head.  "I don't like the idea of showing him something where the
couple's son is involved with them sexually.  That just doesn't seem
right."

"Well," Denise said, "Suit yourself.  But I think you should let him make
up his own mind whether it's right or not.  I believe in being open and
telling it like it is."

On Shep's birthday, I took him to a steak house for a good dinner . . . a
lot better than I could cook for him.  I told him that, when we went home,
we were going to sit down and I was going to tell him about the facts of
life.

It was a warm night, and when we returned home, we both took our nighttime
showers and went into the family room.  We sat naked on the sofa as we
always did while watching TV.  I began by describing the male and female
anatomy, about how men's sperm connects with the woman's egg to produce a
fetus.  Then I moved into the subject of sexual desire.

"Shep, have you ever felt a strange attraction to a girl in school?"

"Yes."

"Does it give you an odd feeling of excitement?  And does it make your
penis get hard when you think of her?"

"Yes."

"Well, that means you would like to have a sexual relationship with her.
And when you have those feelings, it means you would like to put your penis
into her vagina."

"You mean fuck her?" Shep said.

"Well, yes.  I can understand you know all those words."

"Yeah, I learned a lot of words from the kids at school.  But I don't know
what a lot of them really mean."

"In that case, we might as well use the words we all know.  You want to
fuck her.  You feel a craving to put your cock into her cunt."

I went on to explain why men have the urge to fuck a woman.  "When you
fuck, you get a really good feeling . . . probably the most wonderful
feeling any man can experience.  And that feeling comes just when your
sperm shoots out of your cock.  So once a man experiences that, he wants it
more and more.  But when you have those urges, Shep, you can't always turn
around and fuck a woman.  You want to satisfy your urges, so that's when
masturbation comes in.  You can stroke your penis and get the very same
good feeling.  It's called jacking off."

"Oh yeah," Shep said.  "I heard kids at school talking about jacking off.
I didn't know what it was.  Our phys. ed. teacher keeps yelling at us and
calling us a bunch of jerk-offs.  You get a really good feeling when you
jack off?"

"Right.  You're at the age now when you can start jacking off.  And once
you experience it, you'll never stop for the rest of your life."

"For the rest of my life?  Do you jack off, Dad?"

"Sure I do.  All men jack off.  If any guy tells you he doesn't do it, he's
lying."

"Even when Mom was alive and you could . . . you know?"

"That's right.  I didn't get to fuck your Mom all the time.  So in between
I jacked off to get the good feeling."

"Did Mom know you did that?"

"Of course.  She understood."

"Did you do it when you were in bed with her?"

"Sure.  Sometimes she jacked me off.  But a lot of times I jack off in the
shower.  You'll learn sometime how much fun that is when you get all
lathered up."

My penis was now gorged and hard.  I could feel it throbbing as I talked.
I also noticed Shep's cock was hard.  I hadn't really noticed before, but
his was almost as big as mine.

"I'm not sure how to do it, Dad."

"Like this," I said.  "There are a lot of different ways, but just wrapping
your fist around it and stroking it up and down is the most common."

Bobby watched as I grabbed hold of my cock and stroked it several times.
He then took hold of his own and stroked it like I was doing.

He stopped and looked at me.  "But how do you do it when your cock is
inside of a woman's pussy.  How does that work?"

"Well, Shep, you just push it in and out.  That does the same thing as what
your hand does."

I thought about the DVD that Denise had given me.  That video would show
Shep exactly how a man fucks a woman.  I hadn't been sure I would show it
to him.  But what the hell.  He might as well know the whole story.  I went
upstairs and got the DVD out of my briefcase.

"Now, Shep, I'm going to show you how a man and a woman fuck.  Not that you
should be doing it at your age.  It's just so you'll know what goes on."

I put on the DVD.  I'd forgotten that the teenage boy would be in it.  But
it was too late now.  The scene opened in a bedroom with the mother slowly
undressing the father until he was naked with a blazing hard-on.  Then the
father slowly undressed his son until he was also naked and with a raging
hard-on.  They all climbed onto the bed and lay on their sides.  The woman
immediately took the father's cock in her mouth and began sucking it
furiously.  At the same time, the son began licking his mother's wet cunt.

I was stunned.  I realized I should have looked at this DVD before I showed
it to Shep.  Shep's eyes seemed bugged out and his mouth hung open as he
clutched his own hard cock.

"Shep," I said, "I'll explain what you're looking at when it's over."

Suddenly, the son moved around on the bed and got into position so his
father could suck his cock, while his own cock was being sucked by the
mother.  Bobby continued to stare speechless at the spectacle.  Soon, the
father had the mother on her back with legs in the air.  He mounted her,
wetted his penis with his saliva and pushed it into her pussy up to the
hilt.  Then he began pumping her.

"Shep," I said.  "This is what I wanted you to see.  This is how the man
stimulates his cock so that his sperm will shoot into her.  His cock is
stimulated by friction with her cunt just as it would be when you use your
hand."

Shep didn't move his eyes from the screen, but I could see his hand slowly
stroking his beautiful cock.  I don't know why I suddenly thought Bobby's
cock was beautiful, but it was.

After pumping his wife for several minutes, the father pulled out.  His son
then lay on his back and pulled his thighs up against his chest.  The
father pushed his cock up into his son's ass crack until it disappeared
into the boy's rectum.  As he pumped his son's ass, the mother stood over
the boy and lowered her crotch onto her son's face, where the boy
immediately slashed around and in her cunt with his tongue.  While he did
that, he jacked off his own cock.

Soon the mother pulled her cunt off of her son's face, and the father
pulled out and shot his load of thick creamy cum onto his son's face with a
loud yell as he went through his orgasm.  The mother then got down and
licked her son's face clean.  The father and the son then changed
positions, and the son mounted his father.  He pushed his cock into his
father's asshole with a violent thrust.  In only a minute or two, he came.
He pulled out and shot stream after stream of his hot cum into his mother's
waiting mouth.

Shep was now stroking faster.  I noticed great streams of semen dripping
from my own cock.  I wasn't sure how I was going to explain to Shep the
things, other than the father fucking the mother.

The video finally ended after several more sexual acts among the three of
them.  Shep stopped stroking.

I said, "Shep, you now know how fucking is done.  And I see you're doing
well in stroking your own cock."

"Yeah, but Dad, it feels kind of good, but I can't shoot anything like they
did in the video.  Am I doing it right?  How do you do it?  Show me."

My cock was raging and I felt as though I was getting a case of the
blue-balls.  I took hold of my cock and stroked the whole length of it.

"Shep, be sure when you stroke it, make sure your hand goes up over the
head, as well.  The sensitivity of the head as well as that little string
right below it will help."

As I stroked, Shep watched and did as I did.  For some reason I was turned
on by the sight of my son jacking his cock.  I couldn't hold it.  My orgasm
grabbed hold of my body like a wrench and as I felt the muscle at the base
of my penis cramping, I shot volley after volley of hot sperm onto my
thigh.  Just then, as Shep saw this, I could tell he was entering into his
first orgasm.  He cried out as his own cum spurted out and flew all over
the place---on his stomach, legs, my arm, and on the floor.

He fell back on the sofa and, gasping for air, he said, "God, I've never
felt anything like this.  I want to do it again."

"Sorry," I said, patting the soft hair that was beginning to show on his
thigh.  "You have to wait a few hours.  Also, you'll have to learn how to
aim your cock when you cum."

"Dad, did that man and his son really fuck each other in the ass, or was it
just make-believe?"

"No, it was real.  Some men like to do that with each other.  It apparently
feels just as good as fucking a woman."

"But it must hurt to do that."

"They say it doesn't."

"And they put each other's cocks in their mouth, too."

"Well, Shep, that is something all people do to find excitement during
sex."

"But their cum goes into their mouths."

"It doesn't hurt you, Shep.  Cum is just water and a little protein.  It's
harmless.  But it tastes good.  Here, I'll show you."  I scooped up some of
my cum from my thigh and licked it off my fingers.  "It's good.  Try it
with your own."

Shep scooped up some of his own cum and tasted it.  "Yeah, it's good."

That night, I lay in bed stroking.  I'd felt a strange attraction to Shep
as I watched him jack off and shoot his load.  He was now a sexual person,
and I couldn't ignore that.

The next day, Denise came to the door.  She had a package in her hand.  "I
wanted to give you a birthday present, Shep.  Happy Birthday."

I introduced them.  "Shep, this is Denise.  She's a client of mine and a
good friend."

"I can't stay," Denise said.  "I have endless errands to do.  See you
tonight, Will?"

After she left, I sat down again with Shep.  I needed to explain.  "Shep,
you know since your Mom died, it's been kind of lonely for me.  You know,
I'm only thirty-five and I miss the company of a woman.  I hope you can
understand that.  I've been seeing Denise from time to time.  I've been
with her on those evenings I was out.  I want you to know about that.  I
also want you to understand something else.  After all the things you and I
have talked about last night, I'm sure you understand that my relationship
with her is a sexual one."

I waited for a moment to see his reaction.  He smiled and nodded agreeably.

"We've been at her house those evenings, but I think I want to have her
stay at our house with me sometimes.  Would that be okay with you."

"Sure, Dad.  I understand.  You want to do those things we saw on the
video."

"You're a smart boy, Shep.  I hoped you'd understand about the needs of
your father."

I called Denise later and invited her to come to our house the next night.
She said her mother was in the hospital having some tests done, but she
didn't want to leave her son Bobby alone in the house.  On an impulse, I
told her to bring him along, and he could stay with Shep.  He had twin
beds.  She accepted the invitation.  Afterward, I worried that I'd done the
wrong thing.  Since Bobby was heavy into sex with both men and women, I
wasn't sure I wanted Shep to be exposed to that kind of influence.

When they arrived, I put in a pizza for our supper.  Bobby was a very
friendly type, and Shep invited him to go up to his room where they could
talk.  I expressed my concern to Denise about having the two of them
together.  I wasn't ready to have Shep learning to do the things that Bobby
did.

"Don't worry about it, Will," Denise said.  "Bobby isn't going to force
anything on him.  I talked to him about that before we left home."

Denise had brought with her another DVD and we sat and watched it together
in the family room.  We kissed and fondled each other.  I got her off twice
with my fingers.  Then we went up to my room.  Before we went in, though,
we heard the boys talking in Shep's room.  His door was slightly ajar and
we could hear them clearly.  We stood in the hall listening.

Bobby said, "You've got a neat computer.  Do you ever look at the hot porno
sites?"

"No."

"Here, let me show you my favorite one.  See.  I really love to watch these
gang bangs.  I like to jerk off looking at these hot videos.  My dad bought
a bunch of these videos before he died.  We'd watch them for hours jerking
off."

"You watched them with your dad?" Shep said.

"Sure.  And my Mom, too.  Hey, look at that.  He's going down on that other
guy.  That is so cool.  Drop your pants, Shep, and jerk off with me while
we watch."

"Okay," Shep said.

I was glad Shep had learned how to jack off so he wouldn't embarrass
himself.

Bobby said, "Here Shep lie up there on the bed.  Wow, you got a nice set of
balls there.  Would you like a good blow job?"

"Yeah."

Then I heard nothing, assuming Bobby was sucking off my son.

Bobby said, "Does that hurt with my finger up your ass?  I like doing that
while sucking cock."

There was nothing but silence from the room for a long time.  I tried to
peer into the room through the small crack of the door.  Getting my head
just in the right position, I could see Bobby tongue-fucking my boy.

I turned to Denise and whispered, "Oh my God, Bobby's rimming my son."

"Don't be alarmed," she said.  "I've no doubt your son loves every minute
of it.  I'm convinced that all men and boys, no matter who they are, have a
little bisexuality in them.  Let them have their fun."

Just then I heard Bobby's voice.  "Come on, Shep, let's go in and see what
my mom and your dad are doing."

"I don't know if we should," Shep said.  "They might get mad."

"Haven't you ever seen your dad fucking before?"

"No.  Is that what they're doing."

"Well, sure.  That's what they do, and a lot of other things, when your
dad's at our house."

"Really?"

I took Denise's hand and rushed into my bedroom and closed the door.
Denise undressed me and pushed me down on the bed.

"My God, Denise, what am I going to do?  I can't let Shep see me like
this."

"Relax, Will.  He'll get used to it, and I'm sure he'll love it before
we're done with him."

She stripped off her clothes and spread my legs.  She put her head in my
crotch and started sucking my balls.  The door flew open, and in walked the
two naked boys.  They stood there by the bed.  Bobby was smiling and
stroking his hard cock.  Shep stared at my crotch as Denise ran her tongue
around my balls and up the underside of my raging hard-on.

For some stupid reason, I blurted out, "I'm sorry, Shep."

Denise looked up at Shep and said, "I hope you're not embarrassed, Shep."

A smile curled around Shep's lips.  "No.  Dad showed me a video about what
people do.  And he said it's all right and a lot of fun."

While I lay there, still in a bit of shock, Denise sat up and took Shep's
hand.  "Come up on the bed, Shep.  Have you ever seen a woman's nipples.
You probably sucked on nipples just like these when you were a baby.  I'd
love to have you suck on mine."

Shep jumped onto the bed and put his lips on one of her nipples.  I saw his
tongue swirling faster and faster over them.  He obviously enjoyed it.
Then Denise laid down and, with her fingers, spread the lips of her cunt.

"Have you ever seen a woman's pussy, Shep?"

"Yes, I saw it on the video."

"Would you like to touch it?  Right here on this spot.  It will make me
feel very good."

I watched Shep touch his finger to her clit.  She gasped and said it felt
good.  Shep smiled.

"Now put two or three of your fingers into it and push them all the way in.
That's it.  This is where you can put your cock when you're ready."

Suddenly, Denise's son Bobby was on top of me, swallowing the full length
of my cock.  Denise said, "See Shep, it will be a wonderful feeling to have
your cock sucked."

"I know," said Shep.  "I saw it in the video and Bobby did it to me, too,
in my room."

"Would you like to see what it's like to have a cock in your mouth?" Denise
said.  "Bobby, pull off of Mr. Young and let Shep try it."

Shep seemed so eager.  My shock deepened as I watched Shep's face moving
down close to my cock.  Then he sucked in the head of it, and I could feel
his tongue swirling around it.  Shit, I thought, this boy's a master
cocksucker right from the start.  And he obviously loves it.  I've often
had my cock sucked, but to have it in my own son's mouth about blew my
mind.  He was on his knees, leaning over as he sucked in almost the whole
length.  Denise lay on her back and scooted under Shep's stomach.  She took
the boy's hard cock into her mouth and sucked it in rhythm with his up and
down sucking of mine.

I reached over and pulled his head off of my cock.  "I don't want to cum
yet, son."  He had a big smile on his face as he licked his lips.

Bobby quickly moved toward me and lifted my legs up against my chest.  Shep
watched him as Bobby ran his tongue over my asshole and flooded it with
saliva.  When he moved up and started to mount me, I held up my hands.

"No, Bobby.  You were going to fuck me, weren't you.  I don't want that.
I've never done that before."  I wasn't telling the whole truth.  Denise
had fucked me with her dildo.

Bobby said, "I'll loosen you up a little.  My dad taught me how."  Bobby
slowly slipped his finger into my asshole, and then two fingers.  God, it
felt good, especially when he wiggled his fingers around."

"Okay," I said.  "I think you can try it."  In spite of myself, I was kind
of eager to have a real cock up my ass.

I watched Shep's face as Bobby buried his whole cock into my rectum.  It
felt so good.  I was getting so horny, I just couldn't worry about Shep
anymore.  He was obviously enjoying all of this enormously.  I was glad.
Bobby pounded my ass like a jackhammer, fast and furious.  The pressure and
friction of his cock on my prostate made me feel like I was getting close
to an orgasm.  Just as I felt Bobby's cock expanding and throbbing against
the rim of my asshole, my orgasm hit me and I spewed out huge globs of cum
all over my chest and neck.  Both Bobby and I let out a yell when we came.

Bobby pulled out and leaned over to lick up my cum.  But Shep pushed him
aside and fell on me, lapping up every drop of it.  Without thinking, I
pulled his head down to mine and kissed him furiously, tasting my own cum
on his lips and tongue.

As the night progressed, both Bobby and I fucked Denise.  Now I'd lost my
reticence and was glad that Shep could see his father fucking.

Later, Shep said, "Dad, would you fuck me?  Please.  I want to feel your
cock inside of me.  I want to know what it feels like."

Shep lay on his back and brought his legs up tight against his chest.  As I
peered into his sweet little pink asshole, I could feel my penis throbbing
with excitement.  Until that night, the thought of fucking my own son was
unthinkable.  It never crossed my mind that I would ever want to fuck any
man's asshole.  But now I felt intense desire and craving sweeping over my
body.

I leaned over and ran my tongue over his beautiful hole.  It sent shivers
all through me.  I felt his hole loosen up as though it were begging me to
enter.  I mounted him, pulling close to him.  He looked up at me with a
look of love and longing I'd never before seen in his eyes.  He smiled the
sweetest smile I'd ever seen.

I touched the tip of my penis to his asshole and then gently pushed it in.
His hole opened for me and it went in smoothly all the way to the hilt.  I
could feel him pushing up his hips as though he wanted me to go deeper.  I
started pumping him slowly at first, then faster and faster.  Shep closed
his eyes and moaned with pleasure.  It was as though the two of us wanted
this all our lives, and our dream was now coming true.

As I pumped in and out, sweat was rolling off my face onto his stomach.
Just then Bobby got on his knees next to Shep's head and touched his hard
cock against Shep's lips.  Shep opened his mouth and took the full length
of Bobby's hard cock down his throat.

I almost became dizzy with the realization that my little boy had two hard
cocks pumping into him at once, and loving it.  Oh, and how I was loving
it, too.

Bobby and I were both pumping our cocks in and out of Shep simultaneously
at the same rhythm.  Bobby said, "Mr. Young, let's try to shoot our cum at
the same time.  My dad and I used to do that when I fucked him and my mom
was sucking him off."

I slowed down a little, trying to make this momentous act last as long as
possible.  When I slowed, Bobby slowed.  After many minutes, I knew I
couldn't last must longer.  I nodded to Bobby, and he knew I was about
ready to blast.  Suddenly, I felt the muscle at the base of my cock begin
to cramp like it was in a vise.  I pounded Shep's ass harder and harder and
could feel my cock throbbing in my son's rectum at each volley of sperm I
shot into him.  At the same time, Shep sucked on Bobby's cock faster and
faster.  Opening my eyes, I saw Bobby's balls shrink up into his body just
as he let out a growl.  Shep kept sucking, and I watched Bobby's thick
white cum oozing out around Shep's lips and down over his cheek.

I was exhausted, but continued to support myself on my arms above Shep, and
watched him trying to suck every drop out of Bobby's cock.

As I pulled my shrinking penis out of my son's asshole, Shep said, "Do it
again, Dad."

We all laughed at that.  I leaned over and kissed him on the lips, tasting
Bobby's cum.  I said, "You know Shep what your mother used to call me?"

"No."

"She called me a mother-fucking male slut.  She meant it as a compliment.
I think that can pretty well apply to you now."

Shep laughed.  "Oh, wow.  I'm a mother-fucking slut.  I wish you'd call me
that all the time."

It was in the wee hours when Bobby and his mother went home.  After they
left, Shep and I stayed in my bed, the sheets now all wet with cum and
sweat.  It felt erotic to lie in it.  Shep lay with his head on my hairy
chest, flicking his tongue over one of my nipples.

"Dad, why are our nipples so much smaller than Bobby's mom's?"

Well, that's because all fetuses in the mother's womb start out as females.
That's a fact.  So all fetuses have nipples.  But then as the fetus grows,
the male homones kick in.  The nipples stay the same, but in girls a
mammary gland develops making their tits and nipples bigger.  Also there is
a gland down between all fetus's legs that, for boys turns into testicles,
but for girls it turns into her ovaries.  You know I explained to you in
our talk about the function of a man's balls and a woman's ovaries."

Shep snuggled up to me closer.  "Dad, I'm glad we turned out to be men.  I
love my penis and balls.  And I love yours."

Shep reached down and cupped my balls in his hand.  "And I love hairy balls
like yours.  I wonder if my balls will get hairy when I grow up."

"I'm sure they will." I said.  "I also hope they do because I like hairy
balls, too."

As I felt Shep's hand touching my cock, it started to get hard.  "You know,
Shep.  There are a couple of things you haven't learned to do, yet.  You've
kind of neglected me tonight."  I said this jokingly.  "You know you
haven't fucked me or sucked me off yet.  I feel kind of left out."

"Aw, Dad.  I didn't mean to neglect you.  I did try to suck your cock, but
you told me to stop and said you didn't want to cum yet."  Shep brought his
face up to mine and ran his warm tongue in between my lips."

"I'm just kidding, son.  But since you're my mother-fucking slut now, maybe
you'd like to either suck me until I cum or fuck me before we go to sleep."

"I want to fuck you, Dad."

I brought my legs up so my thighs were against my chest.  Shep took hold of
one of my legs and ran his tongue down over the soft hair that covered it.

"I hope I have nice hairy legs someday like you have.  They taste good on
my tongue."

As he had seen Bobby and I do, he pushed his face into my hairy crack and
filled it with his saliva.  Almost like a pro, he mounted me and pushed his
cock into me all the way.  He started pounding his pelvis against my ass
just like he'd seen Bobby do.  He had that same loving look in his eyes as
when I fucked him.  I knew then that we were truly at one with each other.
He and I would be together forever.  It was only several minutes when I
felt his cock throbbing and slapping against the wall of my rectum.  He
closed his eyes, his face was contorted as his orgasm took over his body.
He threw his head back and rocked it from side to side as his warm sperm
poured into me.

When it was over, he looked at me, and I said, "Shep, that was the best
fuck I think I've ever had.  I love you so much."

He didn't say anything.  He just smiled, and lowered his face into my ass
crack again.  I could hear him slurping and sucking his cum out of my
asshole.  He looked up at me and grinned, while cum dribbled down his chin.
Then he took hold of my legs and stretched them out straight.  My cock
stood up erect, perfectly vertical.  He spread my legs apart and pulled up
between them.  He licked his tongue up the whole length of my cock, as it
throbbed and slapped him in the nose with each lick.  He giggled, and then
slowly wrapped his sweet lips around the head.  He licked off gobs of
pre-cum.

Shep turned his eyes toward me and stared into mine as he ran his lips down
over the full length of my turgid rod.  He kept those beautiful eyes of his
on mine as he ran my cock in and out of his mouth.  As he did so, I could
feel his tongue swirling around the head, driving me to a frenzy.  I bucked
my hips a little, wanting every inch of my hard penis in his throat.  As he
continued to suck, he ran his hands lightly over the light hair on my legs.
It tickled so erotically that it was bringing on my orgasm sooner than I'd
wanted.  But there was no holding back.  Like an explosion, my cock erupted
in his mouth and I could see his throat convulsing as he swallowed my
sperm.

Soon, we were back in each other's arms.  Hot and sweaty and smelly.
Shep's moist skin smelled so good to me.

"Dad, did mom really call you a mother-fucking male slut?"

"She sure did.  It kind of turned me on to hear her call me that.  And it
turned her on when I called her a smelly-cunt whore."

Shep laughed.  "Can you and I talk dirty to each other while we're fucking
and sucking.  It'll be fun."

"Sure, you cocksucking asshole."

"And you're nothing but a cum-licking boy-pussy eater, Dad."

We laughed and laughed, but were soon sound asleep in each other's arms.  I
was lonely no more.


I don't condone sexual activity between adults and minors.  This story is
merely an erotic masturbation fantasy born out of my own dirty little mind.
As always, I would appreciate comments from readers, positive or negative.
And I will respond to all with my gratitude.  When writing, please show the
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R. C.  rcbroadstone@yahoo.com