Date: Thu, 18 Jan 2024 20:42:31 +0000
From: hugdan0 <hugdan0@proton.me>
Subject: The big organ donor - gay - adult youth - chapter 12

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CHAPTER 12 - Let's do it tomorrow


"It doesn't have to be weird," Ethan said, his voice slightly gravelly
and soothing. I kept my hand on my forehead with my fingers squeezing my
temple. "I don't want you to feel regret," suddenly light invaded the
room as the curtain opened, I squeezed my eyes shut and winced. Stop the
hammering please. "Well, maybe just from drinking too much" the man
chuckled.


I opened my eyes with effort and saw his silhouette a few steps away from
the bed where I was still lying. Ethan had a towel around his waist,
which he dropped to the floor before walking towards me. I was naked too,
I don't remember bothering to put something on to go to sleep. I don't
remember going to sleep. I didn't have many memories of the previous
night.


"We had a great time," he assured me. Ethan sat next to me, his muscular
body pressing into the mattress. I felt his hand on my waist, his rough
fingers - ironically -  stroking me gently. I peeked through my fingers,
watching him with my narrowed eyes, "The four of us had a great time,"
then I frowned.


"Where are they?" that bad habit of waking up and Danny not being with
me.


"They're downstairs. Probably in the pool again."


"In the pool? So early?" Ethan stared at me waiting for me to figure it
out "What time is it?"


"It's almost noon" he said.


"What!" I tried to get up but Ethan pressed my chest with his hand.


"Rest. You need it, Mr. give-me-something-else-to-drink"


"I have to call my mom, she must be worried, Danny and I should have got
back yesterday"


"Calm down Lane" he said, his hand caressing my chest, his fingers
brushing my nipples, "Danny talked to her earlier today. I talked to her.
She wasn't worried, and assumed you had stayed with us."


"I have to get up."


"No, you don't" Ethan's hand slid down my torso going south. Soon his
hand grabbed my cock and began to stroke it. I groaned. "Relax." Knowing
his hand felt like sandpaper, Ethan ducked his head and I immediately
felt the tip being covered by his warm cavity and embraced by his tongue.


"Oh my god!" I said between moans. My hands are gripping the pillow under
my head. "You are so good at this... but, I have to get up..."


"Let me take care of you..." he said, taking my cock out of his mouth for
a brief moment.


"Really... Ethan... I have to... pee."


"Hmmm..." he fumbled with my thick head in his mouth and sucked hard, I
moaned and he blurted out, "I'm not into that Lane... but I'm open to
the idea." He waggled his eyebrows.


"Stop" I said, grabbed his face with my hands to pull him away - against
his will and mine, because I wanted to keep getting that fantastic
blowjob - and rolled on the bed to go to the bathroom. "Fuck!" I said as
I tried to aim inside the toilet, but soon the stream started flowing.


I came out of the bathroom and Ethan was on the bed lying on his side,
leaning on one elbow. I leaned back against the door frame, I felt tje
hammering in my head again.


"Do you want an aspirin?", I nodded and went back to bed. Ethan moved
around naked, put the aspirin on my hand and sat on the edge of the bed,
next to me.


"Did I get hit by a truck last night?" I asked.


Ethan smiled, "Worse...two teenagers...and beers and a bottle of
wine...and some bourbon." Oh my god... I shook my head and tried to
remember, it wasn't like I had forgotten what happened the night before,
but the headache wouldn't let me concentrate. I started having flashes. I
fucked Ethan, Danny... Danny had his first time with Mason. We took a
nap. And that's it. No! I woke up from the nap and Mason was straddling
on Ethan's midsection, the boy riding his father's cock. Danny was next
to me staring, I hugged the boy and started rubbing his body, he squirmed
in my hands, I started jerking him off, my cock slipped between his
thighs, we kissed.


I saw Ethan sitting in front of me. I looked down. Ethan reached for my
chin and lifted my head. "No regrets. No guilt. We love our boys. Is not
a bad thing."


I sighed, "And why does it feel like we're doing something wrong?"


"Society" Ethan said, "We're just giving love, teaching them that they
can be free to feel what they want."


I wasn't so convinced. "After Victoria and I separated, it was hard for
Mason and I, we were almost strangers. In therapy I was told that instead
of wanting to heal our relationship, I could try to create a new bond.
This therapist told me about this not so well known method, sharing
everything, our feelings, not keeping anything for ourselves; our
intimacy, not hiding anything, we quickly trusted each other, we knew we
were both hurt, but that we loved each other and that we needed each
other to heal," Ethan put his hand on my thigh.


"Do you know Dr. Stevens?" suddenly those words sounded to me like the
same words my therapist had said to me.


"Who?"


I shook my head "Forget it." There was a brief silence. "So... you and
Mason, you started getting intimate... to heal..." I said it between
saying an argument and asking a question.


"Not exactly. The recommendation was to create a new, intimate,
father-son relationship. My therapist told me to start taking showers
with Mason, an intimate yet vulnerable time. We started doing everything
together, eat, watch tv,  slept together" Ethan paused, smiled
remembering, "One night, I woke up horny, I don't remember how long I
hadn't jerked off, it wasn't on my mind at the time, I was cuddled up to
Mason, I was thankful he was asleep and didn't feel my boner. I went to
the bathroom and took care of business. I wasn't making any noise, you
know how to do it discreetly so no one finds out, years of practice" we
both chuckled, "But I had left the door ajar, in my mind I thought it
wouldn't take long, I would just stroke myself quickly and in no time my
cum would be flushed down the toilet. But Mason felt my absence and went
looking for me. He asked me - Daddy, what are you doing? - from the
doorway. What was I supposed to tell him? I was building a new
relationship based on trust. I told him I was having some alone time. I
didn't know what else to say. But Mason's face told me it was the wrong
answer. He was sad, as if I had told him I needed some time away from
him. I knelt down cupping his face and told him I was sorry, that I had
woken up wanting to feel good and that I didn't want to wake him up. He
then asked if what I was doing made me feel good. I said yes and he asked
if I could show him" We looked at each other for a moment, Ethan
swallowed hard, "I put the toilet seat down and sat him there, stood in
front of him and did it."


"And what did he say?


"Nothing. Well, he just asked if that made me feel good, and why I was
panting like I was tired. He was attentive to what I was doing, his face
fixed on mine, on the movement of my arm, my hand, my hard cock. He asked
me for how long I would do it and I told him until I finished. There was
intrigue in his face, so I showed him. I exploded on my hand, some
spurted out on the floor and some reached Mason's cheek. Mason said -
that's not pee, why is it coming out from your dick - it was late, we
didn't have time for the bees and birds talk, I told him that it was how
our bodies react when we get really happy."


"But it doesn't end there" I interjected, "Obviously."


"No. From that night on Mason's curiosity went through the roof. Every
time he saw me go to the bathroom he would ask me if I was going to make
me feel good. Days passed and I hadn't done it again, I felt Mason's
attention on me like a hawk. Then he made the first move, he asked me why
I hadn't done it again, I told him I didn't need to. Then he asked me if
he could see me do it. I asked him why. He just shrugged his shoulders
and said - I want to see you...happy...- Happy? I asked him, and told him
I was happy at that moment, then he thought for a moment and was about to
let it go, but I didn't want to leave him with any more doubts, and asked
him if it was another word he meant, a word he didn't know. He looked at
me with his tender eyes and nodded. Mason didn't yet know what it was to
be horny."


"And you taught him."


"I explained to him" Ethan clarified "I taught him what masturbation was.
What it was to be horny and how to deal with it. Then he wanted to try it
too, he asked me why only pee came out of his penis, I explained the
stages of development, it came out all natural"


"Until it escalated..." I said and Ethan nodded, "Did you share it with
your therapist?" Ethan shook his head, "Because you knew he would tell
you it was wrong..."


"No" he said immediately, "I didn't share it because I didn't need to go
to therapy anymore, I was already fine, Mason and I were fine."


"This..." I said, "I think you're... we're trying to justify our
wrongdoings..."


Ethan said nothing, then I felt his hand squeeze my hard cock, "Then why
have you been hard all this time I told you about Mason and I?" I pushed
his hand away and stood up, "Don't be a hypocrite Lane. I know it's not
something we're looking for, but we're definitely enjoying it. You
enjoyed it last night..."


"What?" I asked with a frown.


"Don't you remember?" said Ethan standing up, "After you woke up from
your nap. Mason was riding me, you grabbed Danny and kissed him, then the
boy came down to blow you, Mason said he wanted a taste too. You said no,
you prude. But you just needed courage...we went downstairs, the boys
wanted to get in the pool one more time, naked, you drank the last beer,
but it wasn't enough, I knew, I offered you the bottle of wine, you drank
it while we were in the tub. You were drunk Lane, and you didn't care
anymore, you took Danny in your arms and started kissing him right there,
it was getting dark, I'm sure no one saw us. Oh Lane...you had the boy
going crazy, you wanted him, and he knew, you left no corner of his body
unkissed. I have to admit I got jealous, jealous that Mason wanted to
feel the same way. My boy begged you... Lane, I would never have let my
son beg for pleasure, but I let him, I let him because I knew you would
make him feel exactly how he wanted to feel."


I froze, the memories coming back the instant Ethan made me remember
them. They used to be flashes, like hazy dreams, but as Ethan recounted
them they spun together.


Ethan pushed his son towards me, like a mother bird pushes her child out
of the nest expecting him to fly or hit the ground. But Mason didn't fall
to the floor, he fell into my arms, and I kissed him. His lips were soft,
similar to Danny's. Their young bodies imprisoned by my arms, I was
intoxicated, not just from alcohol, but from their young mouths. I felt
their slender fingers groping around looking for my cock, it wasn't hard
to find it under the water, a two hand jerk off.


"I want to taste it..." said Mason.


"Sure son. But you'd better do it inside" said the boy's father.


I sat on a couch with my legs spread, Ethan closed the blinds on all the
windows, the boys finished drying themselves with towels and immediately
ran to kneel in front of me. I stretched my arms over the back of the
couch and looked at Ethan, "Can I have some more wine?"


Ethan shook his head, "There's no more."


"Give me something else."


"Are you sure?"


But I only managed a moan as I felt a small mouth squeeze my tip. Mason
wanted to deepthroat but his young cavity wouldn't let him, so Danny
jumped in to help him. I was getting a blowjob from both of them. Two
mouths fighting against my giant piece of meat, so I reached their heads
and wove my fingers in their hair, so that instead of fighting, they
danced, a harmonious, flowing dance, warm and drooling. Their faces were
caressed by my length, their lips rubbing my shaft, their tongues running
from base to tip. Ethan reached over to hand me a glass full of liquor, I
didn't need it, I thought the more alcohol, the more I would let myself
go. I pulled my head back and Ethan kissed me, then Ethan walked around
the couch and sat down beside me to admire the show. He didn't ask for
anyone to come near him, he didn't even hint for me to touch him, he
wanted to watch me enjoy myself, and he immediately started rubbing one
out.


I gulped down the amber liquid to continue admiring the two puppies
whimpering for attention.


"Good boys..." I said slurring my syllables, "Good boys" I don't know
where I left the glass I had in my hand, maybe on the couch, maybe it
rolled and fell on the carpet but suddenly my hands again grabbed the
boys' heads, I joined them in a kiss, I moved to kiss Mason, and pushed
him to keep sucking my cock. I moved closer to Danny, the boy was
panting, his lips swollen and his face full of saliva, I kissed him
passionately. At that moment I was grateful to have him with me, I wished
it was true and that Danny was mine.


"Dan-ny..."


"Yes, Lane...?"


"Dad..." I clarified, "Call me Dad..." the boy nodded vigorously, wrapped
in lust and obedience. "I want to watch you fuck him again..."


Danny positioned himself behind Mason, the younger boy didn't protest. He
grabbed his narrow waist and lined up his cock. Danny hesitated and
looked at Ethan, he had no lube, but Ethan said, "It's already open for
you, just spit a little and push in slowly," so he did.


The boy moaned with my cock in his mouth and I arched my back squirming.
Danny was inside and began to move slowly, in and out, just as my cock
was moving in and out of Mason's mouth. The boy was being fucked while
his father watched, another father would watch in shame at such a scene,
but Ethan looked proud, harder than before, touching himself faster,
moaning.


Danny came, his hands clenching his cousin's waist, Ethan too, making a
mess on his chiseled abs. I walked over to Danny and knelt down in front
of him, grabbed him by the shoulders, "I'm proud of you Danny..."


"Thanks...Dad."


"I wish...I wish that..." I started to say, but I was silent not out of
sense to reveal our secret with Ethan and Mason, but drunk, my thoughts
stumbling before they left my mouth. I wanted Danny, but I didn't know if
as a son or as property, I greedily wanted him for myself, I wanted to
claim him, and there was only a way I could think of. "I want to fuck
you..." Danny's eyes opened wide, I kissed him again and my hand traveled
down the path to his ass, my fingers poking around looking for his hole,
the boy squirmed, then Ethan came to save the day.


"Lane...wait...I don't think this is the right time."


"But...but I want, Uncle Ethan..." the boy said, scared but willing at
the same time.


"No Danny, wait, your dad shouldn't."


"Why shouldn't I!" I asked elated, why Ethan could do it with his son but
I couldn't?


"Lane" Ethan grabbed me by the shoulders, his rough hands squeezing
firmly, "You're drunk, it's going to take time for you to come, you're so
horny you won't measure your strength. Danny needs to get ready...to take
all this in..." Ethan grabbed my cock with his hand and squeezed the
thick piece of meat.


"I can help him get ready!" interjected Mason. Ethan nodded, "Let's do it
tomorrow, nice and easy, with the proper preparation to make it
memorable. You don't want to hurt Danny, do you Lane?"


Then my eyes filled with tears, the thought of Danny possibly getting
hurt filled me with sadness - maybe it was because of the alcohol too.


"No! Never! I will never hurt him" I took the boy in my arms and hugged
him tightly. "Tomorrow... let's do it tomorrow..." I took his face in my
hands and he nodded repeating, "Tomorrow!"


I walked down the stairs with Ethan behind me, I felt his presence so
close to me, his body heat embracing me. I looked out the window into the
backyard, the blinds were up, it was a sunny day outside, the boys were
at the pool. Then Ethan was no longer behind me, the man had a cup in his
hand.


"Coffee?" I took it, grimacing and squeezing my eyes shut hoping the
headache would go away and praying that dropping something in my stomach
wouldn't make me throw up, "It's black."


I sat taking small sips on a stool at the kitchen island. Ethan was
standing on the other side with his arms crossed on his chest. "So...we
had a great night, huh?"


"You remember?" he asked and I nodded. "...Any promises you made?" Ethan
asked, hoping to know if that rang any bells.


"I remember everything," I told him, "I drank a lot. But it's not like I
blacked out."


"You were fun..." Ethan smiled, "I liked the less uptight Lane."


"Well..." I raised my coffee cup as if toasting, "You won't see him for a
while."


"Agh... Party pooper. Danny's counting on you..."


"And he will..." I said.


"So..." he said with a big grin, "You'll take the next step? You'll fuck
him," but I shook my head.


"Danny will count on me to be a sensible adult and take care of him."


"Come on Lane, the kid's horny! Don't do this to him, he's already
getting ready for you."


"What do you mean? Besides, why are you so insistent that I do it with
Danny? What do you get out of it?"


"Fun! What else? Seeing you with the boys made me feel something new, I
don't know Lane, maybe you woke up the vouyerist in me."


"Another one!" I said in surprise. Ethan looked confused, I shook my head
letting it go. "What's this you say Danny is getting ready for me?"


Ethan smiled and told me to follow him into the backyard.


The sun  was like a warm pat on my back, but all over my body, balls and
dick included. The boys turned to see us and greeted me happily. Mason
yelled "Uncle Lane" while I thought I heard Danny say to me, "Dad! You
finally woke up."


"Boys! Come out of the water for a moment" Ethan told them, this time
they didn't protest, they pulled their naked bodies out of the water and
walked towards us dripping, unabashedly showing their almost erect
penises. "Danny, show your dad."


I continued with no idea what they were talking about, then Danny turned
his waist, as if he wanted to show me something behind him but at the
same time his torso turned the other way so he could see too. With one
hand he spread one butt cheek apart and waited for me to notice.


"What...?" I asked. But it was obvious what he wanted to show me, his
hole. I leaned down and could see something like a circle covering his
entrance. But it wasn't just a circle, it was a butt plug. "Are you
wearing a butt plug Danny?"


The boy nodded cheerfully and briskly, "It's Mason's. He helped me put it
in."


"Oh..." I didn't know what to say, I rubbed my hand over his buttcheek
and couldn't help but run my fingers along the base of the plug. "Doesn't
it hurt?"


"Uhm... no" the boy shook his head, "Well, it feels uncomfortable at
first, but I got used to it" I nodded.


"And you know what that means Danny?" asked Ethan, but the boy hesitated.


"It's time to change it for a bigger size" Mason said excitedly. The boy
hurriedly grabbed a small bag similar to the ones used to carry gadgets
like cameras or video game consoles. Mason unzipped the bag and opened it
entirely to reveal a full kit of butt plugs. From the empty space I
guessed Danny had number three - out of five - inside it. Mason grabbed
the next one. Danny slowly pulled out the one he had inside him and I was
surprised that he had been playing in the pool with it all this time.


"That's the four-inch one," Ethan told him. I understood that each plug
was an inch bigger than the last. Mason coated it with lube before
handing it to Danny. Ethan took the used plug and said he would go wash
it and that I should help Danny put the new one in.


The boy smiled and held the butt plug on his hand for me to grab. Danny
leaned down leaning his hands on his knees, I looked at him waiting for
him to tell me he was ready, but it wasn't necessary, the only one who
was hesitating was me. I moved the plug closer to his entrance and
waited, putting little pressure on its pucker. I started to push it in.
Danny didn't complain, he just moaned a little as he felt his insides
being pushed by the new thickness. I didn't stop until my fingers brought
the base all the way to his entrance.


"Are you ok?" I asked him. He nodded and told me he just needed a
moment.


And so it was, almost instantly he was back to pacing back and forth and
jumping into the pool. I laid down on a lounger, Ethan gave me sunscreen
and sunglasses, immediately Ethan laid down on the lounger next to me.


"...So...this is our life now..." I said after a while of sunbathing,
"single dads fucking boys..." I looked up at Ethan, his body glistening
from his sweat mixed with sunscreen. His chest was rising slowly with his
calm breathing.


Then he turned to look at me, "Fantastic...right?" he smiled. I
maintained a stoic look. He sighed, "Don't torture yourself Lane."


"I'm not."


"It seems like you are. Embrace it."


"I do."


"Enjoy it."


"More than I should"


"Then why do you look so guilty?"


"Because I am. You never felt that way?", Ethan said nothing, I got him
there.


"You're right. But you know something. Unlike me, you have us to keep you
from feeling bad. You're not alone Lane," I looked at his sunglasses and
his huge smile.


Later, I was starving, Ethan suggested we go out to eat. He had washed
our clothes from the day before early in the morning. The guys
reluctantly agreed, it was obvious they wanted to stay naked in the
house, they made us promise we would just eat and would hurry back.


We sat at a secluded booth in an Olive Garden, we looked over the menu
and each of us chose a different pasta. Danny was sitting next to me and
I noticed he shifted uncomfortably. I leaned close to his ear and asked
him if he was okay.


"You can go to the bathroom and take it out" I told him, talking about
the plug he had refused to leave at home.


"But I need it" he said uncomfortably.


"Not if you're not comfortable" before we left the house Danny had gotten
used to the four inch one so he insisted I help him put the next one in.
Five-inch. "That's practically an average penis you've got there, you
know. I don't want you to feel that I'm pressuring you."


"I know," he said, "I'm doing it because I want to. I want you to fuck
me. Today." I turned to look all around hoping no one had heard, but
everyone was minding their own business. The only ones who heard were
Ethan and Mason. I took a swig of my soda, nervous.


"It's not forever. You'll be used to it soon enough," said the other
adult at the table.


"It's true. I don't need them anymore. You can keep them if you want,"
Mason said selflessly. It was a bit cringe, those are such personal items
that it didn't seem to me that they should be given away just like that.
It was like giving away a toothbrush. But what could I say, the kid
already had it in him. "Besides, I grew out of them, I use dildos now."


"Thank you. But I don't think it's appropriate. We still have to go back
to my mom's house, she's very nosey, I wouldn't know how to explain it if
she sees them"


"I could use them every time I visit!" suddenly Danny said, why did
everyone think it was an excellent idea but me?


"Or we can take them when we visit your apartment" said Ethan, which
was a better idea. Though I would have preferred to give it a thought
depending on how things turned out.


Then it became somewhat inevitable, I felt nervous, I knew going home
would be imminent. Danny wanted to - Ethan wanted to watch, Mason was
anxious for it to happen - I also wanted to. I was happy we went for a
walk after lunch, I secretly sensed Ethan did it on purpose - no intense
physical activity after lunch. Fucker, he didn't want anything to keep us
from doing it.


"How are you feeling Danny?" asked Ethan as he drove back home.


"Good" he said and I didn't hear him very convinced. I turned to look at
him, "I'm ready." he said.


"Mason, baby, check on your cousin," the boy had Danny pull his clothes
down, his young hand spread his cousin's buttcheeks apart and without
hesitation slowly pulled the plug out. "Don't pull it all out," he told
him, watching from the rear view mirror. "Push it back in," Danny moaned.


"It needs more lube dad."


"We don't have any in the car. Try spitting on it" the boy obeyed. Soon
Mason was slowly fucking Danny with the butt plug. Danny let him do it
and moaned. I swallowed and felt the pressure in my crotch, I squeezed
with my hand and my cock pulsed. "Keep going baby, help your cousin get
ready for uncle Lane..." Ethan looked at me for a second before returning
his gaze to the road, then I felt his hand on my thigh and he squeezed.


There was no need for Danny to put his clothes back on, Ethan pulled the
car into the garage and we walked into the house, we paraded the path to
Ethan's room leaving trails of our clothes. Danny lay on the bed with his
belly down, I reached behind him grabbing his calves and going up to his
hamstrings, I used my thumbs to push his cheeks apart.


"Push it out..." Ethan said. The butt plug started slowly sliding out,
but his sphincter gripped with jealousy. I sunk my head in between and
trapped the plug with my teeth slowly pulling it out, Danny moaned sadly
at the emptiness in his hole. I put the plug aside and looked at his hole
again, so tight as if no preparation had done any good, then I saw it
wink. I smirked.


Danny lunged forward when he felt my tongue, his fists clenched the
blanket and I sank my face between his cheeks. I devoured like there was
no tomorrow, as if there was a deadline or if the rations were going to
run out. I squeezed his bubble butt with my hands and pulled him to me.


Then Ethan reached over to tap me on the shoulder. "It's time Lane" I
looked at him and nodded. Danny turned his head, I was left wondering how
I should do it. "How?" I asked.


"On his belly" Mason said, "It was easier that way for me."


I moved closer spreading his legs apart with my knees, my hands resting
on his side, my cock was so close, so hard. Ethan brought the tube of
lube closer and put some on his son's hand, Mason started rubbing my cock
and Ethan spread it over Danny's rim.


Without difficulty Ethan was able to get as many as three fingers up the
boy's ass. My cock was so hard from Mason's strokes that it  wouldn't
stop throbbing until it drilled into the virgin hole. There was no
turning back. I lined up behind the boy, my breath hitching but
determined to do what I was going to do, my tip touched the entrance, I
heard an anticipatory moan from Danny, so I pushed in, my tip is thick
but his sphincter gave way from the training he had and with the help of
the lube. I did it carefully anyway, I paused and watched for his
reaction. His young body tensed, but he didn't tell me to stop, so I
thrust again, my whole head was inside him, his hand stopped my hip.
"It's ok..." I said, "Tell me when you feel good to continue" he just
nodded with his forehead on the bed.


"Are you okay Danny?" asked Mason, his voice soft with concern, "It's
going to pass...you're going to start feeling good, I promise," the boy
turned to look at his cousin and smiled, then nodded for me to continue.


I pushed more, his hole's grip felt like nothing I have ever felt before,
his insides hugging my cock like a custom made sheath. Without waiting
for my entire length to fully enter, I began to move, slowly so he could
get used to my size. Danny was giving little whimpers like a wounded
puppy, the sounds coming from his mouth so sweet, and so hot at the same
time.


I stopped leaning myself with my hands and lowered my body leaning with
my elbows, my torso on Danny's back, I rocked my hips little by little,
in and out, then I kissed the boy's shoulder blades, and on the side of
his neck, then Danny let me nestle my face there, his gasps were louder,
as was his desire, the boy pushed back, my cock entering him a little
more. He gave a loud cry of pleasure.


"Easy!" I whispered in his ear, he shuddered "We're good. You're doing
good" The boy turned looking for my lips, I kissed him and between gasps
he said "daddy... fuck me..." and pushed a little more. "Oh my god!" I
felt my cock hit the dead end.


Then Danny tried to get up, I was able to slide my hand under him holding
his chest, in my hand I felt the strong beating of his heart. I started
to move my hips with more rhythm, Danny was so tight I doubted I would
last long. If I was ever worried that my cock was going to fall out or be
crushed, that was in the past, the feeling of being inside Danny made me
forget all my traumas.


"Oh dad!" exclaimed the boy "It feels...you're so...I don't
understand...why?"


"Are you okay?" I asked, panting in his ear.


"Why does it hurt?" he whimpered.


"Do you want me to stop?" The last thing I wanted was to hurt Danny, and
if I ever thought I would stop instantly, I hadn't considered how good it
felt to be inside the boy and I didn't plan to stop unless he asked me
to.


"Mmmhh... No!" he cried out, "Don't stop!" he begged. "It hurts, but... I
want more!" it was like a battle cry, a shot to start the race, I started
to fuck Danny faster, but carefully, my cock went in as far as he would
let me and pulled without pulling out completely.


I liken it to a race because immediately Mason began to cheer,
encouraging Danny to hold on, to keep going, indicating that he was
close, that he would soon have the best reward, and so it was, I felt the
boy convulsing, tensing his muscles, moaning loudly. The grip of his ass
on my cock and the pulsing made me orgasm too. I unloaded inside him,
flooding him with my hot cum. I squeezed the boy to me and collapsed to
the side.


"You came Danny! You came!" said Mason excitedly seeing the puddle of cum
on the bed and the trickle still draining from his piss slit. He came
without touching himself, just by my cock poking his teen prostate.


I looked at Ethan, his chest heaving, his hard cock dripping in gushes of
precum. I wanted to pull out, but Danny flinched, put his hand on my hip
and turned to look at me. In his eyes was longing, an anticipatory
longing for the emptiness I was going to leave in him.


"Don't worry..." I whispered, "We'll do it again..." and we kissed.