Date: Sat, 3 Feb 2018 02:10:01 -0600 From: Proxy Story Subject: The First Taste of Bitters Chapter 3 The First Taste of Bitters Chapter 3 This story is fiction, written by an author over the age of 18. All names, places, descriptions, and events are purely fictional and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental. This work contains intimate acts between adult males and youths if that scenario offends you, please discontinue reading any further. Nifty is a wonderful resource and needs to be funded to continue. If you enjoyed the story, or any other stories, please donate to nifty so that we can all enjoy more stories in the future.... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html -The Revelation- M /b *As is titled this chapter reveals some things that set up some big BANGS to come later. Later that evening Mark returned from work. I was already out back grilling when he walked out and handed me a beer. "You been over here all day?" "Yeah, I brought them lunch and then hung out with Chris while Sue went to the store." "Ha.. I guess you brought McDonalds then?" "Yeah." "You know you don't have to buy Chris that to win his heart he already loves you." "Really?" "Yeah, you play legos with him and show him how to play video games, you watch the same cartoons, but you also listen to him and you treat him like the mini boy he is. Don't get me wrong I love my son, but I was never into legos or cartoons even when I was his age." "Yeah, I guess only my body grew up huh." "Hmm... well if I didn't know any better I might say he has a crush on you." Then he winked at me leaving me trying to read between the lines. I guess he could tell that I was pondering that meaning. He then spoke up again and said, "Look, I'm not blind I see how you two flirt with each other, I can see you stareing at him when he walks in the room with nothing on but his undeware. Look, I had an uncle too. We both loved each other and it was fun... you know. He didn't hurt me and I didn't hurt him; except to grow up. The experience obviously didn't make me gay, but it did give me someone I loved and trusted; and still do. He was the nurturing father while my real Dad was the financial supporter. Just don't hurt him and don't be obvious and don't let me catch yall doing anything overt. It isn't that I would yell or scream or anything it is just better that Chris doesn't have to deal with the possibility of being embarrased or worried. At least right now. Maybe later when he more fully grasps what is going on then we can be more open." "Do you think Sue knows?" Mark just looked at me like I was an idot. "Why do you think she went to the grocery store John. She called me and told me she heard y'all talking in his room and then when you went to the kitchen she could see the pre-cum stains on your shorts... She said when she got back the whole back of the house smelled of cum and ass." "Hmm.. I thought I did a better job of covering that up." "Well, from now on just spray some air freshner afterwards would you... he said this smiling at me and then furrowed his brow and then stopped mid thought. Finally he asked, "Okay I guess I do have to know... how long and what have y'all done so far?" I was honest and told him that a few times in the pool I had gropped him and Chris grinded back on me and then every time I give him a bath he asks me to rub his butt and a couple of times I massaged the outer rim of his ass hole. But, today was both or our first orgasms. "So, did you suck him off today then?" "Yeah and I gave his ass a good tounge washing too." "Hmm, I bet he liked that. I always did. I can't get Sue into playing with my ass, but... I have my own toys for "me time." We both laughed as we finished our beers and reached into the cooler to get another. "One more thing John, I know eventually you are going to want to fuck Chris. I know even right now you are asking yourself when, how and where. Let me tell you from the boys experience. When is not so much an issue, it is more of how and the matter of preperation etc... I can't remember exactly, but I am pretty sure I was 8 when my uncle first did the deed. He had prepared me, but it still hurt like hell at first, but it was a good hurt because I knew he was really enjoying it. I was so in love with him and I didn't even really know what love was. He was so gentle and eventaly before it was over I actually had a boygasm. From then on, anytime we had time and we both could be loud he was fucking me. That went on till I was about 15 or so then I started getting into girls, but we still had sex often, I was just the one more often than not doing the fucking. As a matter of fact I went and saw him about a month ago and we had some nice fun while he was telling me about his new boy he is porking." After all this talking about boy fucking I was really getting horned up for some fun later with Chris. I think Mark could tell, because out of no where, he grabbed my cock through my shorts and just said, "hmm... not bad John, not much girth, but you got a decent lenghth. That should rub his little button easy enough." Mark got up, winked at me again and advised me to put my weapon up before comming inside or else Chris might jump me before he and and Sue could get to bed.