Date: Sat, 25 Jun 2022 23:54:15 -0400 From: James Karvonen Subject: Trailer Park Chronicles 2 My Three Sons I had just come home from my job at Tysons Chicken Plant in Gainesville, Georgia and was feeling pretty tired. It had been a long tiring day for me to say the least. My shift had started at 7:00 in the morning ending at 7:00 that evening, a long twelve hour monotonous day. I couldn't wait to get to bed that night. Standing up all for twelve hours on an assembly line hanging flapping chickens by their feet on an overhead conveyer belt wasn't the best job in the world for me, but for now until I could find something better it was the only job that I could get, especially in todays upbeat economy. I had to work someplace to support my three sons financially, especially after my wife Christine had passed away three months ago, a victim of lung cancer. She had a smoking addiction she could not beat despite all the support that I had tried to give her in trying to kick the habit. Sometimes I would find myself getting so depressed that I would contemplate suicide. But if I killed myself what then? What would happen to my three beautiful son's, 14 year old Kevin, 12 year old Bobby and little 9 year old Brian. More then likely they would be separated and placed in foster homes. No, I couldn't let that happen to my boys, especially in this critical time of need. My three boys were the only ones that gave me a reason to keep on living, and I loved them both in more ways then one. Since the Tyson's Chicken Plant was only about eight miles from Oakwood Manor trailer park, the place where we lived the Chicken Plant was the most convenient place for me to work at, especially in these times of rising inflation and high gas prices due to the Russian, Ukrainian war that was currently taking place overseas. Slipping out of my car I closed the door then headed to the trailer on lot 17 where me and my three boys lived. After having such a rough monotonous day at work, I couldn't wait to see them, and I felt sure that they couldn't wait to see me as well. After my wife's death we became even a closer tightly knitted family. Opening the front door I stepped into the trailers compact living room. It was about 7:30 in the evening and my boys had just finishing eating. Since Christine had passed away, my eldest son Kevin had taken over most of the cooking both in the morning before I went to work at the Chicken Plant and at night. He enjoyed cooking and use to cook with his mother all the time before she passed away. He also had taken on the responsibility of watching his two little brothers, Bobby and Brian when I wasn't around or I was at work. At 14 he was now old enough to take on that responsibility. "I'm home!" I shouted, stepping into the living room. My three sons rushed out of the dining room to greet me. I gave them each a hug and a kiss on their cheeks. "So how are you guys doing tonight?" I asked. "We're doing great dad." Kevin answered. "Kevin cooked up spaghetti with Italian sausages for us tonight." Little Brian said. He was as cute as a button with his unruly mop of of golden blonde hair, sky blue eyes and button of a nose. He had the same sensuous ruby red lips that my late wife Christine had. Kevin on the the other hand was almost the spitting image of Christine, especially by the way he was now wearing his long shoulder length blonde hair. He was wearing the same way that Christine had worn her hair before she passed away. With his lean slender physique Kevin and smooth unblemished face Kevin looked almost effeminate but despite that look I loved him all the same. The only one in the family who took after me, was my middle son Bobby. He was a handsome boy reminding me of myself when I was his age. He had hazel eyes, the same color as my eyes, wavy brown hair and a strong cheekbone centered by a pug nose. He was nicely built, a true athlete in the family just like I had been years ago. He was on his middle schools soccer team, the Mountaineers playing left wing. In the few games that I was able to watch him play in that didn't interfere with my job at the Chicken Plant he was definitely an athlete to be reckon with, smart and fast and very agile on his feet. Yes all three of my boys I was definitely proud of and if it wasn't for them I wouldn't be living right now. They were the ones that were keeping me going ever since my wife had passed away three months ago. "Did you save any spaghetti for me?" I asked, slowly making my way to the small dining room in our trailer. "Uh huh. Go ahead and sit down, I'll get it for you." Kevin said. He knew that I was tired just like my wife use to know when I came home from the Chicken Plant at night. I walked over to the head of the table sitting down. Bobby and Brian had just finished eating. They grabbed their plates, silver and cups taking them into the kitchen to put into the dishwasher. They then rushed into the living room to watch TV jumping on top of the sofa. It was Friday night and one of their favorite programs, WWE Smackdown was about to come on TV. When Kevin returned with a plate of spaghetti for me I asked "So Kevin, how did your day go today?" Kevin sat down at the side of the table next to me. "Okay I guess." He answered, not sounding very convincingly. I could tell that something was bothering him. I kept eating. The spaghetti was actually very good. Now if I could just get Kevin to talk about his problems and whatever else that was on his mind, that was all that really mattered. I knew how teenage boys were because at one time I was a teenager myself in search of of myself andy very being. "Come on Kevin. What's wrong, talk to me." I said encouragingly, finishing the plate of spaghetti that he had given me. God he looked so much like my late wife, I thought to myself. Even though Kevin was only 14 and Christine 36 when she passed away they could have passed as identical twins. Looking at Kevin was like looking at a mirror image of Christine. Embarrassingly while I was looking at him I felt myself becoming very much aroused. I hadn't had sex with anyone since Christine had passed away. And I was definitely missing it. The sex that Christine and I had shared together was the most beautiful experience in all the world. And then cancer took her over and our whole lives changed. "I, I think I'm gay." Kevin finally blurted out. What my eldest son had just confided with me took me by surprise, though I did have some suspicions by the way he looked and by his more recent actions. Gay or not he was still my first born son and I would love him all the same. "What makes you think that?" I asked. Taking a deep breath he said, "It's just that I feel different. I'm not like the other fourteen year old boys at my school. I have no real interest in girls, nor do I like sports. I'm more into cooking, visual arts and music. Quiet activities that are non threatening." Kevin stated After a long pause I asked, "Are there any other reason that make you think you are gay?" else you want to tell me in regards to the reasons why you think you are gay?" "In, in the locker room after PE class I find myself looking at other boys while they are taking showers. I don't know. Lately that's been a real turn on for me." "I see." I nodded. The way he was now fidgetting around I sensed that there might be something else that he wasn't telling me. "Go on. Is there anything else, you can talk to me and I'll listen." "I've, I've had gay sex before. And I really enjoyed it." He stammered. He was beginning to sweat now the more that he was getting into the root of his problem. "With who? A couple of your friends here in the trailer park?" I asked. "No sir. I don't have very many friends living here in the trailer park." He solemnly admitted. "Then with who?" I asked. Kevin swallowed. "You won't get mad with me if I told you, will you?" He asked. "No son, I won't get mad with you. You can tell me anything and I'll listen." He looked scared. In a quavering voice he softly said, "Bobby and Brian." For a brief second I was shocked. Kevin had just admitted to me that he had been having sex with his two younger brothers. Just the thought of what he had just admitted to me caused my cock to throb within the tight confinement of my pants. Now curiosity was getting the better of me. "And what did you three do together?" I calmly asked. "We, we would jack each other off, and, and give each other blow jobs." Tears welled up in his eyes. I could see that this was a real struggle for him getting this all out of his system to me who was his own father. "Bobby even let me fuck him one time. Brian wanted me to fuck him also but his bottom hole was too small. I was afraid that I might hurt him, so he let Bobby fuck him instead. He really seemed to enjoy that." This was too much, I thought. My three boys were actually having sex with each other. And here I was drowning in my own miseries because I had abstained from having sex with anyone after my lovely wife had passed away over three months ago. My rigid cock was aching even more after what Kevin had just told me. But if the truth were to be known shortly after Christine had passed away, I started to have fantasies about having sex with my three boys also, especially Kevin because he looked so much like my late wife Christine. "You're, you're not mad at me after what I had just told you, are you dad?" Kevin asked. Sighing I placed a hand on Kevins slightly trembling shoulder. It took a lot of courage for him to confide with me about that. "No, I'm not mad with you son. As a matter of fact I am really happy that you told me that. That eases a lot of my concerns." Kevin looked surprised. "I, I don't understand." He said. "You know son, since you're mother died it's been quite a while since I last had sex with anyone. I don't consider myself gay or anything but those thoughts, feelings and actions that you just told me about are issues that I had been dealing with also since your mom passed away." "I don't understand." Kevin said. I gave Kevin's shoulder a gentle loving squeeze. "I've been having those same thoughts and feelings that you just told me about, but have yet to act on them." I admitted. "You've thought about wanting to having sex with us?" Kevin exclaimed. "Yes son, that thought had crossed my mind before." I answered truthfully. "Jeez, I never knew that." Kevin stated. "It's true son. I know it's wrong for a father of three to have thoughts like that, but hell I'm only human you know, just like you are." I said. I could see that Kevin was at a loss for words after what I had just told him. Sighing I moved my hand off of Kevin's shoulder. "I don't know what to say. I thought that you would be really mad at me after what I had just told you." "I'm not mad at all. I love you son and since your mom died I would do anything to make you three boys happy. I would even have sex with you three if you thought that might help bond us together even more within our family." I heard myseIf say. Again Kevin looked stunned after what I had just told him. "You're not serious about that are you dad?" Kevin asked. Now I was trembling a little. I couldn't believe that I had just told him that. "Yes, I am serious son." I heard myself say. "Would, would you want me to sleep with you tonight?" Kevin then asked. "Only if you want too." I answered. My heart was now pounding away like a brass drum. I reached over to lightly stroke Kevin's soft downy face with my fingertips. As soon as I touched him my cock flexed hard within the tight confinement of the work pants that I was wearing. I really was aroused, more aroused then I had been in quite some time. The abstainment from not having sex in a long time had really taken a toll on me. I drew my hand away and finished eating the spaghetti that Kevin had given me. Looking over at Kevin I said, "I'm going to take a shower to get this chicken stench off of me, then go to my room and relax. It's been a long day. If you still want to sleep with me after giving it some thought feel free to come into my room later in tonight." I stated. With that having been said I stood up and left the dining room. I headed down the narrow hallway to my bedroom to get a clean change of clothes then went into the bathroom closing the door behind me. I must have spent a good fifteen minutes or so in the shower scrubbing myself clean. Working in a chicken plant there is a stench that takes quite a while to get rid of. When I finished taking a shower I dried off. Tying my bath towel around my waist I crossed the hallway into my bedroom. It was almost 9:30pm. I wasn't sure that Kevin would join me in the bedroom or not. But if he did I would be ready for him. Leaving the bedroom light on I drew back my sheets and blanket then eased into bed. As usual I liked to sleep nude. I had been sleeping nude most of my life and despite Christine's untimely death I wasn't about to change anything. Whether Kevin came into my room or not, that really didn't matter to me. I was leaving everything up to him. Laying there on my bed I found myself drifting in and out of sleep, that's how tired I was. It was a little after 10:30 that evening when I heard the bedroom door open. I sat up beneath my blankets and watched as Kevin slowly walked into the bedroom quietly closing the bedroom door behind him. He looked absolutely radiant. From my bed I couldn't get over how much he looked like his mother. Immediately I felt my cock lengthening beneath the blanket and sheet. "I'm here dad." Kevin softly said. He was barefooted dressed only in a pair of gym dark blue shorts and white T-shirt. "I can see that." I gasped. I eased out from beneath my covers, repositioning myself so that I was now sitting on naked the edge of my bed, my legs spread apart looking directly at him. He looked down at my almost 7" erection that angled upwards from my thickly haired mound. The circumcised head of my cock was now glistened with a drool of pre-cum that had bled out from the tip. That was the state of arousal that I was now in. I couldn't wait to see what my eldest son looked like naked. The last time I seen him naked was when he was just a little 8 year old boy. "Are you okay son?" I asked. Kevin swallowed then nodded. He looked nervous, not that I could blame him. I was nervous as well. Never in my life would I have thought that something like this could happen. "Come here son. Let me get a good look at you." I beckoned. Kevin slowly approached me until he was standing directly in front of me between my outstretched legs. He hadn't taken a shower yet and I could smell a slight hint of body odor emenating around him more then likely brought on by how nervous he was. The first thought that came into my mind was how much into puberty my eldest son actually was. Having just turned 14 a month ago I could see that he was not yet full grown, but he wasn't the little boy that he use to be either. He was in that wonderful transitional stage between childhood and adolescence. With trembling I reached out and grasped the hem of his T-shirt. Slowly I lifted his T-shirt up over his slender lean slightly muscled torso. He raised both of his arms up so that I could slide his T-shirt over his arms and head taking it all the way off. The first thing that I noticed was that the deep sweat damp furrows of his armpits were still completely void of any underarm hair. That didn't really surprise me any, after all he had just turned 14 last month. He dropped his arms down at his sides and stood there waiting for me to continue. I could clearly see that his smooth chest was just beginning to fill out a little. His nipples were pert the pink points barely jutting out a little from his crimson dime a size areolas. His stomach was firm and taunt with just a hint of future adolescent muscular tone. Like me he had an innie belly button that was the center of his very being. Now came the moment of truth I thought. I looped the fingers of both hands around the waistband of his gym shorts pulling them down over his hips, thighs and legs to his ankles. He now stood before me in only his white cotton fruit of the loom briefs. God he was beautiful, I thought as I stared at his almost nude body. He had a nice size tent at the front of his briefs which was a little larger then boy size. I couldn't wait to see what it looked like once what was beneath that tent was revealed. With trembling hands I reached out and looped my fingers around the elastic waistband of his briefs then pulled them down over his thighs and legs. His very much rigid cock snapped into view. Angling upwards a little it was a good 5" inches in length, the shaft about as thick as a dowel pin. The circumcised head was slippery with pre-cum which told me that he was capable of ejaculation. His scrotum was almost full grown, the twin almond sized testes within were nicely contained in a low hanging wrinkled pouch. He just had a few fine dark wispy pubic hairs sprouting at the the very root of his cock so in my mind he still had some growing to do before he obtained full adolescence. But in my eyes he was just perfect in every way, shape and form. Placing both of his hands on my bare shoulders bracing himself so that he could step out of his briefs and gym shorts. He was now breathing deep and rapidly in his own arousal. "You look beautiful my son." I softly said leaning over to plant a tender kiss on his smooth cheek. Reaching down and gently grasped his cock just beneath the helmet shape head to give it a little squeeze. Using the ball of my thumb I smeared his warm pre-cum around and underneath the head. Letting out a soft cry his body shook and every muscle in his young body tensed. His cock swelled outwards a little within my grip. A second later his cock bolted then started pulsing away at a rapid pace. He was in orgasm, there could be no denying that fact. Three powerful spurts of opaque cum jetted out splattering wetly against stomach just above my belly button. More cum drooled out over my still grasping fingers and then within seconds it was over. My son had just shot his load all over me. He caught me completely by surprise when he had what could only be described as a premature orgasm. But at least know I know that he could make a girl pregnant if he wasn't careful. Releasing my grip around his now flaccid cum dripping cock I went on ahead and smeared the splotches of dripping cum over my stomach. At least now it wasn't dripping down my stomach anymore. "I'm sorry." He cried out as if he had done something terribly wrong. Just by looking at him I could tell that he was really embarrassed by what had just happened. With his warm cum slowly dripping slowly down over my taunt stomach I said. "That's okay son, you did nothing wrong you did everything right. As a matter of fact I'm proud of you. You're an adult now capable of making a girl pregnant, so if you ever have sex with a girl." I smiled. Reaching up and tousled his shoulder length blonde hair then stood up and walked over to my dresser. "Go ahead and lie down on my bed, I'll be right back." Kevin walked over then plopped down on my bed. Leaving the bedroom I walked naked into the narrow hallway of the trailer too bathroom. I wanted to get a damp washcloth to wipe myself off with. A few minutes later I walked back into the bedroom with the damp washcloth in my hand figuring that I probably would need it again before my night with Kevin was over. My rigid cock throbbed again when I saw Kevin lying on his back both hands behind his head his elbows winging outwards. I laid down besides him, leaned over him and started kissing his smooth downy cheeks and moist sensuous lips. He kissed me back, moving his hand down between my legs to gently fondle my cock and hairy balls. "You're pretty hard daddy, would you want me to give you a blow job?" He asked, again catching me by surprise. "Only if you want too." I said. "I want too daddy. I've given Bobby and Brian blowjobs before but I never did it with a man." This was turning into something else, I thought. He must be regressing a little because he was now calling me daddy. He hadn't called me daddy in years and believe it or not, I found it to be really sexy. My cock throbbed with anticipation from what he wanted to do. "Okay son, if that's what you want to do." I said. I rolled over onto my back besides him. He repositioned himself so that he was now on his knees kneeling between my outstretched legs. When his hand made a fist around my lower shaft to hold my thick veiny cock upright I feared right then and there that I might have a premature orgasm. It had been several months since anyone had touched me down there and right now I felt that I was on the verge of cumming as well. I closed my eyes my heartbeat accelerating my breathing becoming long and deep. When I felt Kevin's warm wet mouth engulfing me I knew that it would be only a matter of seconds before it would all be over. When he started bobbing his soft wet lips up around me and started to suck I knew right then and there that I wouldn't be able to contain myself much longer. When the rising tingling itch within exploded upwards at a rapid pace I cried out, "I'm about to cum son!" I wanted to give him ample warning so that he would have time to lift off before I gave him a mouthful of cum. But he didn't lift off. As a matter of fact he sucked even harder and started moving his enclosed fist up and down around my lower shaft. It was as if he wanted me to cum in his mouth which was exactly what I did. I erupted like a volcano my cum gushing upwards from my pumping shaft in quick rapid spurts into Kevin's mouth. He coughed and sputtered but surprisingly didn't lift off. Instead he kept sucking and gulping until I was totally spent and gone flaccid. It was then and only then that he finally lifted off. He gave me an almost devious smile then belched. "Did I do okay daddy?" He asked. I sat up and hugged him. "You were perfect son. I couldn't have done any better." We kissed passionately after that. It didn't surprise me any too taste my own cum in my son's hot delicious mouth. We went to sleep after that. If I hadn't been so tired I would have done more with Kevin that night, but I had to leave early the next morning to go to work for another twelve hour shift at the Chicken Plant. The next evening after I finished my shift at the Chicken Plant I walked into the trailer while Kevin, Bobby and Brian were still eating dinner. They had saved a place for me at the dinner table so I sat down them. Kevin had prepared an easy meal that night, hot dogs and baked beans. While we were eating dinner me and my three sons talked about anything and everything. Nothing was mentioned however about what went on between Kevin and I the previous night, so as far as I knew neither Bobby or Brian knew anything about it. After dinner I helped Kevin clean up. As usual Bobby and Brian headed into the living room to watch TV. "Do you want to together again tonight daddy?" Kevin asked. "Do you want to son?" I asked. "Uh huh." Kevin nodded. "I've been waiting all day to get back together with you again tonight. I really had fun last night." He admitted. "Well okay Kev. We'll just have to wait until Bobby and Brian are in bed before we can do that." "Uh daddy." "Yeah son." I answered. He seemed to be a little hesitant about what he wanted to say next. "Ahh, Bobby and Brian both want to come to bed with us also tonight." Kevin was quick to say. For a brief second I was stunned by what Kevin just told me. "What! What are you talking about Kev?" I exclaimed. Kevin looked at me sheepishly. "They know about what happened between you and me last night, and they want to get involved also. I told the not to say anything to you about it while we were eating dinner because I needed to talk to you about that first." "Why did you even tell them?" I asked. I was really at a loss for words now not sure whether I should punish Kevin or shut this sexual relationship that I had with Kevin down entirely. "Because sooner or later one way or another they're bound to find out. Besides, they are my two little brothers and it's only right for you to share your love with them also. That way they won't think that I am daddies favorite." Kevin tried to explain. What Kevin just told me did make sense. If somehow they did just happen to find out about the relationship that I had going on with they're older brother there would bound to be some jealousy amongst them. And that could disrupt the relationship that all of us had together. "Alright Kevin, I see what you are saying." "Anyway I figured since you don't have to go to work tomorrow morning tonight would be the best night for us to all get together. We can sleep really late tomorrow morning." "If that's the case let's go ahead and start right after I take my shower. I sure don't want to go to bed with you three smelling like a chicken plant like I do now." "Okay, I'll tell Bobby and Brian that everything us cool for tonight." Kevin said. He ambled off to get with his two younger brothers. When I stepped into the shower a few minutes later I actually found myself trembling a little. Not only would Kevin be sleeping with me tonight but Bobby and Brian would be sleeping with me as well. I had no idea that I would ever end up in a situation like this, but in a way I had brought it on myself once I started having sex with Kevin. I washed myself good, staying in the shower a good fifteen minutes. Turning the shower off I dried myself off then tied my bath towel around my waist. Leaving the bathroom I headed directly to my bedroom down the hallway. When I opened my bedroom door I froze in my tracks. While I was taking a shower Kevin, Bobby and little Brian gone into my room to wait for me. They were all dressed in only their white cotton briefs. I was stunned not sure what to do. They smiled at me then Bobby said. "We were waiting for you daddy." "Uh huh, we're going to have fun with you tonight, aren't we daddy?" Brian said. I didn't know what to say. I looked over at Kevin who had orchestrated this little family gathering in my bedroom. "We love you and we want to show you the love that we have for you daddy." Kevin said. And then Bobby added, "We also want you to show us the love that you have for us." "Uh huh. We love you daddy and we want to prove it too you." Brian piped. I was at a complete loss for words. My only thought was that Kevin had to have primed his two younger brothers into acting and saying what they just said. Deep down inside I felt sure that Kevin, Bobby and Brian had been planning this little get together for quite some time, way before Kevin admitted to me the other night that he had been having sex with his two younger brothers. Slowly I walked over to my bed. I still had my bath towel tied around my waist. I went on ahead, untied my bath towel and tossed it off to the side. I noticed Bobby and Brian staring at my now painfully erect 7" inch cock. I sat down on the edge of the bed and watched as little Brian walked over to me. I noticed a little spiking at the very front of his briefs. That told me that he was he was erect. Standing besides me my cute 9 year old reached down between my legs and grasped my thick erection with his thumb and two fingers at the hairy root then rubbed my lower shaft up and down a couple of times. "You're big daddy, bigger then Bobby and Kevin." He said. Then rubbing my thick vee of pubic hair he added, "And you have a lot of hair down there. Do you think that I will get as big and as hairy as you someday?" He asked innocently. He drew his small exploring hand away. Deciding to now play the game that the three of them lured me into playing I said, "Well I don't know son. Let me see what you got under those briefs down there that you are wearing." Reaching out I grasped the elastic waistband of his briefs then slowly peeled them down over his slender thighs and legs and ankles watching as his little erection popped into view. It stood straight out from his smooth hairless pubic mound about 2 1/2" inches in slender length. His testes hadn't dropped into his scrotal sack yet so he was still a couple of years away from puberty. Grasping his slender erection between my thumb and forefinger I pretended to examine it. I slid my fingertips down the slender shaft to the very root then gently flipped it up and down a couple of times. He giggled saying, "That feels good daddy. Would you give me a ticklebone, please?" He asked. I gave Brian an inquisitive look not sure what he meant by ticklebone. But Bobby quickly brought me up to date as to what Brian was trying to say. Standing on the other side of me Bobby casually said, "That means that he wants you to bring him off." "Oh." I said. I chuckled inwardly to myself and looked over at Kevin who was smiling as well. Then turning my attention back onto Brian I said. "Okay champ! Why don't you just step out of your underpants and lie down on your back on the bed right here." I said patting the mattress with the palm of my hand behind me. "Okay daddy." Brian eagerly chirped. He stepped out of his underpants puddled around his ankles then eased up onto the bed plopping down on top of the mattress directly behind me. While Bobby and Kevin moved in closer to watch, I turned around and gazed lovingly down at Brian's beautiful nude preteen body. He looked so delicious I thought, then using the fingers of both of hands playfully tickled the deep furrows of his armpits then down along the sides of his rib cage. He squealed with laughter squirming this way and that way. I kept tickling persistently until he shouted with laughter, "You're going to make me pee!" Finally I stop then shouted, "You look so delicious I think I'm just going to gobble you up." I then went down on him planting a series warm wet kisses on his chest and stomach. I licked his right nipple swirling the tip of my tongue around the tiny little bud, then his left nipple causing him to once again squeal with laughter. I could tell that right now he was having the time of his life. I lifted off then darted the tip of my tongue into his belly button darting and fluttering. He was laughing so hard now that there were tears in his eyes. Lifting my mouth from his belly button I paused momentarily then looked down at his rigid little cocklet. "Well, well well, what do we have here?" I smiled. Grasping his small member at the root I flipped the slender shaft back and forth. "That looks so good, I think that I am just going to go ahead and eat it." With that having been said I went down on him taking the entire 2 1/2" inches of his rigid shaft into my mouth. Pursing my lips around the rigid shaft I started bobbing up and down around him. "Oh daddy!" He squealed. "That feels so good, oh, ooh ooooh!" He gasped. His whole lithe body tensed. I knew that right then and there he was getting really close to his breaking point. I lifted my mouth off of his throbbing saliva damp cock because I wanted to watch him cum. Stroking his small slender shaft up and down with my thumb and forefinger it didn't take long for that to happen. His 9 year old penis flexed hard between my stroking fingertips, the acorn shaped head flaring outwards. A second later the entire shaft slowly started thumping away spasmatically in dry release. Within seconds it was over. The intensity of his orgasm had left Brian virtually breathless. His tense body relaxed as he collapsed back against the mattress. To add to his pleasure I took his now flaccid member into my mouth one last time and sucked on it as if there was no tomorrow. He moaned and arched again. "Oh daddy, oh daddy that feels so good!" He cried out in post orgasmic bliss, then finally he dropped back down on the mattress in a semi exhausted state of being. It was over for him because his little body just couldn't take any more. I was satisfied with the results. Looking over at Bobby I saw that the front of his briefs were tenting out prominently. Ever since I started with Brian, Bobby had been watching everything that I did to him with great interest. Softly I said, "Now it's your turn Bobby." For a brief second Bobby looked nervous. He glanced over at Kevin who gave him the thumbs up sign. "This is what you guys wanted, so this is what you're going to get. All the love and affection that I can give you." I smiled. Sitting up, Brian said "Come on Bobby. Don't be scared. Daddy made me feel so good." Turning to Brian I said, "Why don't you move to the other side of the bed." I had a King size mattress so there was plenty of room. "Okay daddy." Brian softly said. Looking back over at Bobby I gently took hold if his arm and pulled him over to me. Before he could even say anything I said, "Let's see what you got down there kiddo!" Looping my fingers around the elastic waistband of his briefs I pulled them all the way down watching as his 12 year old erection snapped into view. Like Brian, Bobby was also hairless. His rigid penis however was longer and thicker then Brian's penis which was to be expected. After all Bobby was three years older then Brian. I estimated Bobby's erection to be about 4" inches in length. His low hanging balls were half grown the testes contained in the wrinkled pouch about the size of concord grapes. Whether or not he could shoot any cum out of his balls yet I didn't know, but l was going to make it a point to find out. "Lie down on the bed behind me." I instructed. I didn't need to tickle Bobby to get him comfortable with me like I had done to Brian. Because of Bobby's age I wanted to get right down to it. And then once I finished with Bobby I was going to take care of Kevin. After all Kevin was the one who initiated all this so I had something special lined up for him. Bobby stepped out of his underpants then slid onto the bed behind me lying down on his back. "Okay son, get ready." I warned. "What are you going to do daddy? Are you going to suck me off like you did Brian?" He asked. "Do you want me to do that?" I asked. He nodded. "Then that's what I am going to do, but first I want to check something out. Spread your legs apart." I instructed. Bobby went on ahead and did what I told him to do. Moving between his out stretched legs I boosted his knees up a little so that the puckered opening of his asshole could be seen. Jutting out my middle finger I traced the cleft between his soft bubbly cheeks touching his asshole with the tip of my middle finger. I then ran my middle finger up into him finding his budding prostate. He let out a cry then grunted as I started rubbing it. His now throbbing cock stretched out even longer to about to about 4 1/2" inches in length the bluish vein on the underside bulging out a little. He cried again as a trickle of pre-cum drooled out from the flaring tip of his cock. Having accomplished what I wanted to do, I twisted my finger out of him then lowered his knees back down. I then grasped the throbbing root of his cock then went down on him taking just about the entire length into my mouth. Sucking and bobbing I could see that I was driving my 12 year old son into a frenzy. He cried out again as his shaft flexed hard within my now stroking grip. Like I had done with Brian I lifted off because I wanted to watch Bobby cum. And sure enough within seconds it happened. His cock bolted away between my fingertips then started pulsing away spasmatically with his release. I watched with interest as squirt of slightly thinnish slightly milky boy cum shot out, followed by another two squirts and a drool. And then it was over. I couldn't resist going down on Bobby's deflating cock one last time to taste and swallow his small release of slightly salty boy cum. He moaned and cried squirming this way and that before his body finally relaxed. After I lifted off I licked his clenching balls clean. Gently patting him on his heaving stomach over his belly button with the palm of my hand I asked him, "How did that feel kiddo?" "Awesome." Was the only answer that he gave me. With Bobby now out of the way it was now Kevin's turn. I was saving the best for last. "Okay son, are you ready." I asked. "Yes daddy." Kevin quickly replied. Standing up I walked over to my dresser. Pulling the top drawer I reached in and took out a tube of KY gel. Walking back over to the bed I showed Kevin the KY then said, "You know what this is for, don't you?" Kevin nodded then swallowed. "Uh huh." He answered. "Do you think you can handle me?" I asked, twisting open the cap and squeezing a little dollop of KY into the palm of my hand. "I think so." Kevin replied. "Alright then." I said greasing my thick veiny 7" inch cock up. When I finished I said, "Turn around, reach back and spread your cheeks." Kevin went ahead and did so. I squeezed a little more KY into my fingertips then pushed my two greased up fingers into him, twisting them around until I sunk all the way in to my third knuckle. Twisting my fingers out I said. "On your hands and knees. I'm going to do this doggy style." Kevin repositioned himself onto his hands and knees. I dropped down onto my knees directly behind him. Spreading both of his cheeks as wide as they could go to reveal his gaping wide open pucker I said, "Reach back with one hand and guide me in." Kevin reached back, took hold of my thick veiny shaft then guided me into his tight hot little bum hole. Grabbing his hips with both of my hands for leverage I drew back a little then rammed into my 14 year old son as hard as I could sinking balls deep into him on my very first thrust. He grunted letting out a little yelp of pain. I could feel his anal sphincter muscles clamping tightly around my now deeply impaled shaft. I waited a few seconds before I started too hump in and out of him. He moaned even more with my deep driving thrusts. After a minute or two of slow leisurely fucking he started hunching back against me each time I would thrust. Before long the two of us had developed a rhythm. When I thrusted he would push back hard against me enabling me to drive in even deeper. When I drew back he would rock forwards. This went on and on for several second increasing in tempo as our combined passions intensified. Both of us were now grunting and groaning. Knowing that the end was getting near, I snaked my right hand around his hip then reached under to take hold of his straining erection. I started rubbing the upper shaft and pre-cum dripping hemet head with my fingers and hand adding even more to our combined rapidly rising climaxes. We speeded up the process moving together as one even faster and faster. Finally the end came with one last exploding burst. We climaxed about the same time together. Spurt after spurt of my thick white cum jetted deep into his his hot twitching asshole. In turn he spurted at least four thick ribbons of his own teen cream up over his stomach to his heaving chest. I could actually feel his cum gushing out of him within the core of his rapidly pulsing shaft. But sooner or later all good things must come to an end. Within seconds we were both spent. He collapsed forwards down against my mattress. Still impaled I was lying right on top of him my chest mashed against his back and shoulders my face in the back of his long golden blonde hair. Though this was the end for now in reality it was only the beginning. After tonight I was definitely looking forwards to spending even more time with my three beautiful sons......