Date: Tue, 27 Feb 2024 13:15:14 +0000
From: peterswanson88@proton.me
Subject: A boy for my husband chapter 6

Note: this is a story of fiction. None of this ever happened.


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So many thoughts rushed through my mind as I drove home with this
beautiful boy sitting next to me in my car. This was by no means the
first time Freddie had come to our house. Nor was it the first time I had
dark, pervy thoughts about things I wanted to do to this child. But it
was the first time I had been around any boy who had just pleasured two
other boys right in front of me.


Thinking about him in the Shower with Miles; first fondling and playing
with each other and then serving the wishes of their older friend Asher -
made my cock twitch and my dirty mind swim. How I wish I had been in that
shower. How I wish I could have held him close as my husband had his way.
I knew then that this was the boy for my husband.


Our house was only about 5 minutes from the gym and I had started dinner
in the slow cooker early in the day. So within 15 minutes of seeing this
boys face covered in sweet, sticky teenage jizz, he was innocently
sitting at my table woofing down beef stew like it was the first meal
he'd had in a week. As he finished his "appetizer" bowl and got up for
another helping, Anthony walked through the door. He had a black plastic
bag with him that he placed on the counter before taking off his jacket,
giving Freddie a kiss on the head and wrapping me up in a tight hug
followed by a deep, passionate kiss. The way his tongue wrapped around
mine sent electric shocks down my body and straight into my groin. Once
again my pants got tighter. I opened my eyes to see Freddie staring.


"You guys really love each other, don't you?" Freddie asked.


"Andrew is the love of my life Freddie. I never knew happiness until he
came into my life."


"You mean until you came into him," he replied with a devilish smile. I
didn't realize this young boy had such a dark mind, especially when it
came to us.


"Ha, that too. But our love is more than just sex. The best
relationships are about so much more than that. You'll learn that one
day, I promise." Anthony gave the boy a warm smile and a half hug as he
walked by him and sat down to eat. His arm reached down and across the
boys chest. He may have had a shirt on but I immediately pictured my
husbands arm caressing that bare chest, reaching down into his sweatpants
and fondling that little prick. God, I'm going to need new jeans since
the crotch will be so stretched out on these ones soon.


"What's in the bag Coach?" Freddie asked, looking at the mysterious
plastic bag that sat on our kitchen island.


"Oh, just some things that Andrew and I need. Nothing too special. You
can take a look if you like."


Freddie stood up and went to walk to the bag when I said, "if you're
getting up, please take your dishes to the sink and wash them off."
Holding Freddie accountable was something he wasn't used to at home but
responded with such positivity here. Making sure he took care of himself
made him feel that we were watching out for him, which we were.


Freddie brought his dishes to the sink and washed them thoroughly. He
dried them and put everything away before he grabbed the bag and started
rifling through it. What he pulled out confused him. Whatever he was
expecting, it wasn't what he found.


"What is all this?" He asked.


"Like I said," Anthony replied, "things for Andrew and I"


First the boy pulled out a glass bottle of Uber lube. Then a small bottle
of rush poppers. Then a plastic package with a small butt plug. The kind
that wrapped around under your balls and massaged your prostate as well.
This confused even me a bit. We had one of those but the one we had was
bigger. We both enjoyed it. Why would he want to go smaller? It wasn't
like our asses needed to be trained.


Then I realized. I audibly gasped and looked across the table. Anthony
sat there with a look in his eyes I had rarely seen before. They were
hungry eyes. Eyes that wanted something we thought we could only dream
about. He was planning to fulfill that hunger tonight. This both scared
me and excited me. Knowing we both had the same idea reinforced our
commitment to each other. We were both dark, sick perverts and we loved
each other for it.


"What is this?" Freddie held up the prostate massager.


"It's an adult toy Freddie. You probably shouldn't have seen that."
Anthony's tone gave it away. He wanted Freddie to see it. Freddie knew
that as much as we did.


"Am I adult enough to play with it?"


"Not alone. And not without promising us something," I said.


"You don't have to say it Coach Andrew," Freddie said quietly.


"I want to be with you two. I want to see what your love is like. And I
know that I'm probably too young but if you let me I swear I won't tell
a soul ever. Not even anyone on the team. Not even Miles, and I tell him
everything."


"That's a pretty big promise little guy," I replied.

"You need to think about what that kind of commitment means."


"When I say I share everything with Miles I mean it. But I won't share
this. I even told him how much I like you two and how much of a crush I
have on both of you."


"That's really sweet Freddie," Anthony replied, "but it's still a
very big promise you're making."


"I know. And I've thought about it a lot. I will never share it.
Please?" His puppy dog eyes came out right then. If he wasn't asking us
to take him to bed I'd swear he'd be asking for the new PlayStation or
something. Luckily for us, he was asking for the former.


"Let Andrew and I talk about this a bit. Head into the other room and
get your homework done. You won't have much time tomorrow with the game
in the morning."


"All I have is math," Freddie was a little taken aback from the quick
change in subject. But he knew that we were looking out for him.


"Then it won't take you long. Which is good because Andrew and I just
need a couple minutes. Go get started on it and we will be right in.
I'll help you and check your work."


"No," I cut in, "I'll help and check your work. Anthony is helpless
with math." Freddie and I both giggled. With that he grabbed his
backpack and headed towards the back of the house where our office was.


Now alone, Anthony and I sat at the table. He put his hand on my knee and
looked me straight in the eye."


"What we are thinking about doing is a big risk Andrew."


"It really is. And it's also a big decision for him to make. I don't
want to force him into anything."


"Me either."


"If he says he's sure then we should take it slow." I said. We both
knew the answer would be yes. We both wanted this more than anything. We
just had to set some ground rules.


"So, what will we do?" Anthony asked. I knew his mind was filled with
dark thoughts and he wanted to hear my plans to make sure we were on the
same page.


"Here is how I see it," I said, grabbing his leg and caressing it. I
moved my hand up and unbuttoned his pants as I laid out my plans.


"Freddie is closer to you than he is to me. I want you to take him
tonight. We can both go to bed with him but I want you to show him the
ropes."


"The ropes?! Already?" Anthony smiled darkly. He meant the ropes we
kept tied to the bed rails.


"Not those ropes," I laughed. "Not yet. You know what I mean."


"Yes, yes. Okay, continue."


"I want to watch you break this boy in. I want to sit back and enjoy the
show. He's your boy my love."


"You really think so? He seems to be more taken with you."


"Then you're not watching him close enough. He idolizes you and
everytime you get near him his hands go straight to his little dick.
Besides, I have bigger plans in the future."


"Can I guess?" Anthony asked.


"You already know, but go ahead and tell me what I'm thinking."


"Freddie is my boy. Miles is for you."


"Exactly my love."


"Well, how far should we go tonight?"


"As far as he is comfortable going. which I think is pretty far."


"Tell me." Anthony was breathing heavily and I stroked his raging cock
through his pants.


"I think you'll be sinking your perv cock deep into that boys tight,
hairless virgin hole tonight. You will be jerking his little cock in your
big hands, feeling his body pulse with lust as he dry cums from your
attention. I think that he will be staring at me jerking off at the head
of the bed while he hangs off the side, ass propped up under a pillow and
begging to be fucked. I think by the time your done with him he'll be
filled with so much cum that he won't be able to hold it in. Your jizz
will be leaking out of it. It will be lube for another round because I
know you and I know you will want more of that sweet, forbidden fruit."


With that, Anthony stood up and headed for the office. He neglected to
button his jeans and they dropped down as he walked. He kicked them off
and as he turned into the office I saw his massive bulge sticking out
from his tight boxer briefs.


"How's the math coming along champ?"