Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2019 23:12:54 +0100 (CET)
From: Mad Mouse <mad.mouse@mailfence.com>
Subject: Dylan - Chapter 11

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***

 "Whew! That was a close one," I said.

"Imagine that was Aunt Ali and she walked in on us," Randy said.

Dylan - Walt Disney World 2015 - Part 11

My predilections and how they would destroy my marriage, my family and my
life have always weighed heavily on my mind since that fateful day back in
France with Donny in 1992 when, like Dylan, Donny conned me into engaging
in activities that, in some minds, are more nefarious than murder.

I have never hurt a child and never would. In fact, my professional career
as a lawyer is mostly dedicated to helping kids... often on a pro bono
basis. My terrible secret is carefully secured in my brain and with the
boys that I have had sexual contact with. I think it is a testament to the
way I treated each of these boys by the fact that I remain in touch with
all and nobody has ever reported me. In fact, Donny is Randy's Godfather.

My young friends are all great people who have benefited from my affection
and friendship and I for theirs, yet all of us have to go to our graves
with our secrets, live in shame because society says we must do so while
constantly watching over our shoulders.

As for Alicia walking in on some boy play, I have never had to consider
that before last week with the innocent shower play with Randy, and now at
Disney with Dylan, as she has not been in the same proximity with my secret
activities. Until now that is.

I have managed to keep my desires under control and never have I sought out
a relationship since I was a tween myself. My weakness, my kryptonite as it
were, is not being able to say no to a young boy. Not able to say no to
dragging a little brother to Euro Disney; not able to look away when a boy
is in distress and needs a friend; not able to resist when a boy starts to
act sexually towards me in that ancient and human desire to seek sexual
release, for closeness, for affection and, at the core of all of this,
basic human contact and connection.

Back to the here and now, I responded to Dylan's comment, "You know Tiger,
I don't know whether she would kill me, call the police or join in."

"Now that would be fun."

"What, if she killed me?"

"No, if she joined in!"

"You, my little friend, are a pervert."

"Looks who's talking you pedo!" Dylan said laughing.

"Who's a pedo?" Randy said and surprised us that he was awake.

"How long has you been awake? I asked.

"I just woke up now, Dylan was being loud when he said what he said about
pedo's." A look of dread came over his face and continued, "Daddy, are you
mad about what I was doing in the washroom. I knew is was wrong, but what
Dylan was doing made my penis get hard and I felt funny all over."

I was grateful that the `who's a pedo' conversation was forgotten but had
to make sure Randy was not traumatized over the washroom incident.  I
wanted to find out exactly what he saw before I comment.  I moved over to
sit beside the boys and took Ryan on my lap from Dylan's. "What exactly
happened in the washroom buddy," I asked.

"I woke up and didn't know where you guys were, I called and nobody
answered so I looked around the room and walked in the bathroom and saw you
taking a shower and Dylan standing at the mirror. I spoke to him and he
ignored me. I saw he was doing something so I moved to see what it was and
that is when I saw him playing with himself," Randy explained.

"So, seeing him made your penis hard and you felt you needed to masturbate
err, play with yourself too?", I asked.  "I suppose. I like to play with
myself and my penis has been getting all stiff a lot lately. You know
daddy, like in the shower a few days about when you rubbed it for me,"
Randy said. Dylan looked up at me with his mouth hanging open and had me a
very mischievous grin on his face.

Randy continued, "and I just started do it automatically. I didn't even
think about it, I was feeling all funny, my heart was beating fast and my
hand went to my penis and I started to play. I looked up at the shower and
you were looking right at me, I was scared you were going to be mad. I
stopped when Dylan shot something from his penis that landed on my chest
and went on his hands."

"I asked if it was pee, and Dylan said I had to talk to you about it. I am
sorry Daddy, I know what Dylan was doing was private and I shouldn't have
watched," Randy finished.

"Listen buddy, I am not mad and Dylan isn't either. It is true that you
shouldn't have invaded his privacy but he shouldn't have been doing that in
my bathroom while I was showering either.  It was a mistake and no body got
hurt or is mad. However, what you and I did in the shower last week was our
secret and you shouldn't tell anyone. Have you told anybody else," I asked?

"No daddy, I didn't tell anybody. Um, except mommy. She told me the same as
you did that, I shouldn't tell anybody or you could get into big trouble. I
will never tell anyone ever again..., I promise," he said and he threw his
arms around my neck and straddled my body in a hug and I could feel his
little boner poking me innocently.

Dylan was sitting there in a state of disbelief. He had a look on his face
like he was enjoying knowing about my secret play with Randy. I said to
him, "Dylan, we will discuss it later." He just nodded his head in
agreement and let it drop for now.

My head was spinning, Randy told Alicia! What's more, Randy told Alicia and
she never confronted me on it? She clearly was aware of the
inappropriateness of it as she told Randy to never tell anyone, yet she
didn't mention it to me or serve me with divorce papers? A thousand
questions and scenarios were running through my head.  Randy released me
from the hug and stayed on me, sitting on my legs with his legs straddling
mine so that he could look me right in the face.

"So, what was the stuff that Dylan shot out at me from his penis," Randy
asked?

"Do you recall the conversation about where babies come from," I asked?

"Yea, the dad puts his penis in the mom and sperm comes out of the dad and
that mixes with an egg from the mom and a baby pops out."

"Yes, not exactly like that, but close enough for this conversation. Well
that stuff that came out of Dylan is called semen and it is what the sperm
travels in from the man to the women."

"Dylan shot sperm at me! Gross!"

"No, Dylan is to young to have sperm but he does ejaculate semen that will
soon also have sperm in it."

"OK, but why did it shoot at me and all over his hand?"

"Semen comes out of your body when you have an orgasm, it is called
ejaculation. You have an orgasm and ejaculate when you are sexually
excited. Your penis gets all stiff, you get an amazing feeling and you
ejaculate. Dylan was playing with himself and that feels really good and
eventually you have an orgasm. When a man and women have intercourse, the
feeling of putting his penis in the women's vagina feels really good and
eventually after it goes in and out enough the man ejaculates into the
women and sperm goes into her body, fertilizing her egg and 9 months later
a baby is born."  We continued to discuss and I helped him relate this new
information to what I had all ready explained to him during our `birds and
the bees' conversation a few years ago. He had lots of questions and asked
a lot of details. Dylan even asked a few questions to clarify some things
that he was not quite sure of.

"I think I understand what the stuff was and more about sex and babies, but
I don't understand why I don't shoot stuff of my penis. I play with my dink
a lot and nothing ever comes out. It feels nice, but I don't have the
org... origami thing you talked about. Am I doing something wrong because
that sounds amazing," Randy said.

"You may be too young to shoot semen still," I said.

"I had semen for the first time every yesterday," Dylan said.

"But whether you can shoot semen or not, you can still have a dry
orgasm. Same feelings, just no goo." I said with a chuckle.

"I want to do that. Can you show me how daddy?" Randy asked.

Before I could say no, Randy replied, "I can if you want me to."

"Yes please!" Randy exclaimed. He climbed down off of me and up on top of
Dylan's lap.

"I don't think you two should do that," I said in vein as the lesson had
already started.

"What I like to do is to first feel my body all over, especially my tummy
and chest. Then I stop at my nipples and rub them a bit, like this," Dylan
demonstrated on his own body and Randy was following along."

"Ok, now you want to stand up and rub you bum like this," Dylan stood as
Randy scrambled off of his lap and both boys stood before me. Dylan dropped
his robe on the floor ad both were completely naked. Dylan reached around
his body and started to rub his butt cheeks slowing and deliberately. Once
again, Randy followed along. "I like to poke my finger up my bum hole too,
but we can do that in lesson 2," Dylan said, Randy looked at him in
disbelief, "Up your bum? Isn't that gross?"

"I don't think it is, but you can try that later... let's focus."  Sure,
let's focus he says. If I focused any more my eyes would pop out. This was
a beautiful show for me to watch. I so wanted to take my penis out of my
pants and follow along, but had to remain a passive voyeur.

"Now it's time to massage your balls, but be careful they are
sensitive. Just lightly tug like this," Dylan lightly stroked and fondled
his little boy balls and, as the apt pupil, Randy followed the leader and
fondled his even smaller balls in his tiny sack.

As you can imagine, this room contained three very stiff boners and Randy
was no exception. His body was reacting very happily to his self
stimulation and his adorable and cute boy appendage was sticking straight
out while Dylan's was pointing up at the ceiling. Mine was concealed in my
PJ's under Mickey's care and protection.

"Now it's time for the penis. Keep your one hand rubbing your balls and
with the other play with your penis. Rub up and down and up and down..."
Dylan started to moan. Randy followed suit and made more of an "mmmmm"
noise.

They were both standing in front of me jacking off and clearing enjoying
the feeling coursing through their bodies with the extra excitement of
sharing the moment with each other and performing for me. I watched them as
they both pumped away at their hairless penis's while they fondled their
testicles.

I suggested that they might want to take this to their room and they both
just ignored me. Dylan was using edging and not finishing to allow his
foster brother to catch up. Randy was doing his best and enjoying the
experience, but I could see that he was getting tired and slowing down.

For me, I felt like a dear in the headlights just standing there and
watching this most private of acts. My senses were on overload and I was
actually feeling like I was going to ejaculate without even touching
myself, the scene may have been preposterous but it was a boy lovers dream
come true. The only thing better would be if I were to be participating.

Randy said in a breathless voice, "How do I know when I am going to shoot
stuff. Nothing is happening yet."

"You may feel like you have to pee and you will feel your penis twitch like
it is trying to push something out." Dylan managed to say.

I knew that Dylan could have his release any time he wanted but the
engorgement of his penis and the socketing of his testicles. I know he
started and stopped himself several times but I think that Randy is going
to give up and end up with blue balls, he is slowing down and I can see his
arm is in pain from the repetition. I was kind of surprised that Dylan
didn't try to engage Randy into something more than this jerk off session,
but I think he was trying to be respectful of me and not have sex with my
kid in front of me.

Randy finally stopped and Dylan slowed down to a very slow stoke to make
sure his penis knew he was not stopping.

"That felt really good and I like watching you do it too, but my arm is
tired and my hand is cramping up so it's not fun anymore," Randy said
looking disappointed, but his penis was still hard as a nail.

Dylan looked at me waiting for my response. I stared at my little boys
hard, cute, sexy penis and I felt my heart race as I contemplated making a
move that I promised I would never do. My head was fighting my dick at this
point. Should I offer to help him out? Not only have I never asked a boy
for sex, I have never offered either. It has been a strict rule that I will
only play when asked by the boy.

Randy looked sad as he watched Dylan start and stop masturbating as he
edged back and forth from release. Randy was focused on Dylan's crotch and
would periodically pull at his, but he did not resume his stoke.

That settles it, I am not breaking my rule and I really need to keep my
hands off my son anyway.

"OK boys, everyone needs to get some rest. Dylan, you should go to your
room and finish up and Randy let's get you tucked in for the night."

"No daddy, can you rub my penis for me again and help me have the organ
thing," Randy whined.

There is was... the ask. He asked in the shower and here again. My boy
wants me to help him have his first orgasm. My heart started racing and I
was having trouble keeping my breathing sound normal for my two charges. My
dick was saying yes and my brain was saying no!  It was like that Bug's
bunny cartoon where he had an angle and demon on his shoulders and each
trying to influence him. My angel was saying go to bed, everyone go to bed
and the demon was saying have fun with your boy!

I was about to put my foot down and end this when Dylan reached over and
started to stroke Randy's dick and said in a taunting fashion, "Don't you
want to give him his first cum Walt? Come on, you know you want to. Look at
this adorable little penis waiting to be touched by a daddy. If my daddy
was alive, I would have wanted him to do it for me."

Randy's eyes went wide and he was literally whimpering from the feeling he
was getting being masturbated by Dylan.

"Randy, you won't tell anybody... right?

"No daddy, I will never tell anybody. Not even mommy. It will be our secret
for ever. Please daddy," he pushed Dylan's hand away and walked right up to
me, took my hand and put it on his penis. "Please daddy, I love you and I
want you to do this for me."

I let him move my hand to his dick but I did not move it. I kept it on his
warm and nail hard phallus giving my angel one last chance to talk me out
of it.

"It's only a little penis Walt, what is the big deal," Dylan said for the
second time. That broke my resistance and I started to masturbate my
beautiful little boy. Nice and slow stokes to start. I stopped for a moment
while I explored his tiny testicles, moving them around in his little
bag. Feeling each one gently. Randy was softly moaning and put his hands on
my shoulders to steady himself.

I ran my fingers between his legs and he instinctively moved them apart to
grant access to his taint, that I gently massaged. I turned him around and
gently rubbed him bum and crazed the crack with my finger tips. His skin
formed ggoose bumps and I felt him shiver from the feelings.

I turned him back around and reached for his penis and started to explore
its textures, feeling every square millimeter of this beautiful penis that
I helped make from my sperm almost 11 years ago. My own penis was so hard
in my pj pants it was hurting, however this was about Randy and not me so I
ignored it.

Starting from the tip, I tickled and lightly rubbed his glans and moved to
the frenulum rubbing that in little circles. I traced down his length with
my finger tips and reached his little mound and rubbed all around it.

"Oh daddy, this feels so nice. Thank you, daddy, I love you!" and then he
resumed vocalizing his pleasure with noises that sound more like the mews
of a fluffy little kitten than a hairless little boy.

Finishing up at the base I trace back up to the glans with my finger and
reached the top.  I rubbed his little slit with the very tip of my finger
and then, using two fingers and a thumb, I started the jack off my little
boy. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched the pleasure cascade over his
little body. He was enjoying the feeling so much and, at that moment, this
seemed like the most natural thing in the world. Who better to show a boy
the joy and blissful feeling of sex than his father? It is the ultimate
bond that father and son can have, to share the most intimate thing that
humans do.  It was not dirty or perverted, it was beautiful and pure. Only
the uptight morals of the times turn this, almost spiritual, experience
into a shameful and despicable criminal act.

Randy was really into it, and I pulled him closer and started to rub his
bum again and lightly grazed his crack, once again causing that goose flesh
and the cute little shiver. I muzzled neck through his long blond strands
of hair and kissed give lovingly on his neck.

"Daddy, rub Dylan too. I can share you, he wants you to play with him
too. Dylan wasted no time and moved to me and I moved my hand from Randy's
bottom to Dylan's engorged cock. I was now masturbating both boys in
unison. They were facing each other across my lap as I did it. They leaned
across and into each other putting their hands on the other boy shoulders
and were both ooo'ing and aww'ing. Moaning and mewing.

At this moment, I ejaculated in my pants and it felt like it took forever
to finish as I shot a lot into the darkness of my khakis.  I continued to
work on the boys and knew both were close to release. I so wanted to suck
some cute dinks, but it was too much to introduce to Randy.

I really wanted them to cum at the same time so I regulated the stimulation
to each boy appendage as they neared.  Suddenly Randy exclaimed, "Stop I'm
going to pee!"

I said, "Remember what Dylan said, you aren't, that is your orgasm about to
happen. Let it happen. Enjoy it."  As I finished that reply, I literally
felt his body stiffen and his penis swell in girth. "Oh, my gawd! Uh uh un
aweeeeeeeee!" His penis spasmed over and over again and it actually emitted
a small bead of semen on his first big spasm and then the rest were dry.

As if on cue, Dylan ejaculated and he once again shot his first small clear
volley onto Randy, this time just above his penis. I have never seen a
12-year-old actually shoot semen. Every one I have witnessed, and myself as
a kid, just kind of dribbled at this age buy Dylan's first squirts today
were both long range affairs.

As they were coming down, they both put their heads on the opposite
shoulders forming an arch over my lap. I continued to lightly masturbate
them. Neither dick went down and they both seems ready to go again.

At that moment, the world was about to get more complicated as Alicia
opened the door and walked in tand stopped dead as she saw the three of us,
two naked boys with hard dicks and me with my hands on those same two hard
penis's and all three of us staring at her waiting for what was next.

"Hi honey, how'd it go?" was all I could think of to say as I noticed a
drop of Dylan's semen drip off my hand and fall to my lap.


>>> NEW!!  I have created a website with lots of G rated pictures to add
some dimension to my stories. Here you will see what I believe my
characters look like, provide background, photos, maps, etc. on the
settings in the stories and other material to add enjoyment to the reading
of the Mad Mouse series.

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work in progress and I will continue to add content so check back
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