Date: Fri, 22 Apr 2022 00:23:34 +0200 (CEST)
From: lucas_dwyer@tutanota.com
Subject: A Father's Perdition part 5 (gay>incest)

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Chapter 5 - The White Stuff


I'm sitting at the table with Dan at the head and Oliver on my right
enjoying breakfast. Oliver is eating some animal shaped pancakes Dan made
for him, he stops and looks up at me then says "daddy, when will I make
the white stuff."


I practically choke on my fucking food and before I can say anything he
continues "I get the shivers but I don't make the white stuff." I look
at Dan, his eyes are wide, his mouth slightly agape and I can see his
body softly shake as he is trying not to laugh.


"What are the shivers" I calmly ask knowing damn well what the fuck
he's talking about but wanting to hear him explain it. "When I touch
myself down there like you do I get the shivers" he says very matter of
factly.


"What do you mean when `I' touch myself?"


"At home daddy, you touch yourself down there, you get the shivers and
make the white stuff."


At this point Eric comes shuffling down the hallway in just a pair of
plaid flannel pajama pants, he lets out a yawn having slept in after a
late night getting his ass plowed by yours truly; as he walks towards the
dining table he recognizes something is happening and stops.


"How many times have you seen me do this Oliver" I ask trying to keep
my voice steady.


He starts counting his fingers raising one, two, three, four, five, six
then stops. Ok six times I think to myself thats not so... he starts
raising more fingers seven, eight, nine, ten then he looks up at me "I
ran out of fingers daddy."


Dan loses it, he laughs so hard it actually makes both me and Oliver jump
in our seats.  Eric is visibly confused and I'm mortified, my sweet son
is a fucking voyeur and his daddy apparently is a powerbator who has
unwittingly been putting on shows for his baby boy.


I look at Oliver who is trying to figure out what's so funny and why my
face is so red. I look at Eric "hey bud could you take him to the
bedroom for a few minutes please?" He nods and calls Oliver to come with
him. My son walks over to Eric then looks back at me confused but follows
him to the bedroom.


When he's out of earshot I look at Dan who is finally calming down
"what the fuck Dad, he's watched me jerk off at least ten times and I
didn't even know it?!"


He's finally calmed himself enough to talk "don't you close your door
at night?"


I give him an incredulous look then say with a not so subtle hint of
snark "no dad, we don't sleep in the same bed, I keep it open so I can
hear if he needs me in the night."


He winces as I say it, I meant it to sting a little and am pleased it
did. He shrugs then says "Henry it was bound to happen, just like him
seeing you have sex, the best you can do now is sit down and talk to him
about it."


I do hate it when he's right. I'm about to go talk to Oliver when Eric,
standing at the end of the hall says "hey Hen, you better come here."


I walk down the hall and into the bedroom to see Oliver sitting on the
bed, his knees pulled to his chest crying. I hurry over to him kneeling
next to the bed "Ollie what's wrong sweetie" I ask softly. He sniffles
and wipes his nose "I'm sorry I made you mad." I reach out placing my
hand gently on his shoulder while saying "no, no you didn't make me
mad, not at all..." I pause for a moment deciding what to say "I was
just surprised that's all, I didn't know you'd watched me do that."


With tears still streaming from his eyes he whines "I didn't mean to
daddy, I swear!" I ruffle his hair but before I can tell him it's ok he
says "I heard you calling my name and I thought you had a bad dream."


From behind me I hear Eric mumble "oh shit" knowing damn well why I was
saying my son's name.


"Then when I got to your door I saw you touching yourself so I stopped
and watched," he sniffles and wipes his tears "I'm sorry daddy."


I squeeze his arm tenderly telling him "no sweetie, I'm sorry if I
scared you or made you feel confused."


He seems to be calming down now, he wipes his nose then his face, when he
looks at me again he sniffles and asks "what's the white stuff daddy?"


I let out a soft sigh, I wasn't expecting these questions so soon but
now that I'm faced with them I have to answer him and be honest. I spend
the next ten or so minutes going into detail explaining what semen is,
answering questions he has, specifically why he doesn't make it yet but
he seems to understand what I'm telling him and I'm actually doing a
great job answering his questions, even though they're pretty basic.


"So when did you start touching yourself like that" I ask.


He shrugs then says "I guess the second time I saw you" he says looking
down at the bed. I take my hand lifting his chin up and tell him "I
don't want you to be embarrassed son, if you ever see something and have
questions you should always feel comfortable coming to me, grampa or Eric
okay?"


He nods his head while giving me a soft smile so I ask "what happened
that first time?"


"I touched myself like you did then I felt tingly and got the
shivers."


"So did you like it" I ask, I mean I know the answer but I want to hear
him say it.


He gives me a bashful smile and says "yes daddy." I ruffle his hair and
say "well I'm not upset with you sweetie, I just want you to feel
comfortable talking to me, okay?"


He nods his head slowly and says "yes daddy."


I'm about to stand up when he says "daddy" so I stay seated looking at
him as he asks "can I help you?"


I'm a little taken aback, my son is sitting here offering to give me a
handjob but how do I say no in a way that won't upset him. Before I can
he says "I helped gra..." then he stops and says "oh, that is a
secret."


I feel my blood boil instantly, my head spinning then I swivel to Eric
standing in the door and he knows I'm livid. He steps into the hallway
and calls out "hey Dan, think you could come here."


I look at Oliver giving him the gentlest smile I can muster then stand
telling him I need to talk to grampa for a few minutes and I'll be
back.


As I'm stepping into the hallway I hear Dan's footsteps approaching, he
sees me as I cock my head towards his bedroom and enter, he follows me in
as I demand he close the door.


I nearly scream at him "my son gave you a fucking handjob?!"


He holds his hands up, he's genuinely shocked but says "Henry, I can
explain."


"Oh you fucking better dad, I'm so fucking pissed right now!"


He looks at me and I can see he's actually nervous as he speaks "we
were talking about what he saw and since you were in the shower I gave
the best explanation I could" he sighs "fuck Hen I'm so sorry, maybe I
got a little too graphic with him" he looks down at the floor shaking
his head "fuck... I don't know but the little guy just put his hand on
my jeans and started rubbing my cock."


"I highly doubt that dad!"


"Henry I swear, I asked him to stop, hell I begged him but it also felt
so fucking good..." his voice cracks "I couldn't bring myself to make
him stop. I wanted to but I also didn't want to."


I can see he's scared, likely afraid I'm going to grab our shit and
leave again; I'm close to doing it too but I have to take a breath and
think for a minute.


He starts to say something but I put my hand up stopping him. I take a
few deep breaths trying to clear my head, I look at him  and say "I'm
going to talk to Oliver, if I get the same story from him we stay and
figure this out, but if it's completely different..." I sigh "I don't
fucking know what I'll do dad."


When I open the door Eric is standing in the door to my old room holding
Oliver who has his face buried in the man's chest. I walk across the
hallway taking my son from him, we go back into my bedroom and I close
the door.


I set the boy on the bed and kneel down in front of him. "Oliver" I say
in a soft tone, when he looks up at me he's crying again "I'm not mad
at you sweetie," he interrupts me "but you're mad and grampa, it's
all my fault daddy."


He starts sobbing, sniffling so I wipe his tears and say "no it's not
your fault" but he interrupts me again whining "yes it is daddy"  then
goes into detail, as best he can, about what happened.


When he finishes I remain quiet for a few moments thinking `well shit,
my little boy initiated and gave his first handjob' and I'm left with
mixed emotions; on one hand there's a sense of pride when I look at him,
knowing he made another man cum impresses me. On the other hand I so
desperately want him to stay that sweet innocent boy I love so dearly.


I call out to Eric, when he opens the door I ask him to get Dan but he's
already waiting outside. He steps in the room so I look at him and try to
give my best hard ass cop impression saying "your stories check out."
He gets it and grins but I give him a more serious look and ask him to
sit next to Oliver "I want both of you to hear me clearly and understand
I'm serious" I begin, they both nod so I say in as authoritative a tone
as I can "no more fucking secrets, understood."


They both nod their heads so I continue "if you want to do something
son, you need to come to me so we can discuss it" I turn my attention to
Dan who is sitting there like a boy waiting to be scolded "I'm his
father and should be privy to any questions he has or anything he does,
are we clear dad?"


He nods his head then looks at me apologetically "I really am sorry
Henry."


I turn back to Oliver "now that brings up something else important son"
he looks at me expectantly "anything we talk about, anything we do
whether it's me, Dan or Eric needs to stay between us. We don't talk to
people outside our family about these things and we don't keep secrets
from each other okay?"


He slowly nods his head saying "yes daddy."


"Alright now that all that is cleared up we should go clean the table
and figure out what we're doing today."


We spend the morning doing some yard work, cleaning leaves out of gutters
and fixing the fence that runs along the edge of his property. I notice a
young boy riding his bike along the road before he rides up the driveway
and says waves Hi to Dan.


He walks over to the boy, they talk for a few moments, I check on Oliver
and see he's working in the vegetable garden with Eric so I walk over
where Dan and the boy are talking.


When I get there Dan immediately introduces me "this is my son Henry"
he says then turns to me "this is Kyle, he lives in your old
neighborhood."


I put out my hand which he takes giving me a solid shake for a young boy.
He smiles wide and says "nice to meet you Henry!"


He's a cute kid with brown hair that is a little grown out but not too
much, his brown eyes when focused on Dan betray his innocence; lust seeps
out of every pore.


"So how do you two know each other" I ask trying to be nonchalant but
having a pretty damn good idea how Dan `knows' the boy.


"Well Kyle here usually helps with the yard work but since I have all
this free labor" he says waving his hand to me, Eric and Oliver; Kyle
chimes in, playfully adding "ya, thanks for stealing my work!"


Dan looks at the boy and says "don't worry you'll still get paid" to
which the boy blushes a bit then stares down at the ground.


I break the tension thats building by asking "so Kyle, how old are
you?" He grins and excitedly announces "I turned ten a couple days
ago!"


"Whoa, double digits thats big, well happy belated birthday hope you got
a lot of cool gifts!"


He beams as he says "yeah I got some really cool stuff but" he looks at
Dan then kicks the ground "I still didn't get your gift Mr. Parker."


He places a hand on the boy's shoulder giving it a firm squeeze "well
you haven't gotten the gift I promised because it's a surprise..." he
looks at me as he continues talking to Kyle "maybe you should come by
later tonight, say around eight and I can give it to you then."


"Ummm don't you think that's kind of late" I ask a little concerned
for the boy to be riding his bike or walking alone at night.


Dan laughs and says "nah, the county built a path through the woods
between the two neighborhoods that connects to the wider trail network so
he can just ride there without getting on the roads."


"Okay but eight at night is still late" I say but this time Kyle chimes
in "it's cool, I just tell my mom I'm staying with a friend and that
way she doesn't worry."


I see Dan smirk and that answers what I had suspected "oh so you'll be
spending the night" I ask. Kyle looks at Dan who grins at me and says
"well that's the plan."


Kyle has a wide infectious smile, I watch the way he looks at Dan, that
look of admiration so familiar because it's the same way I looked at him
all those years ago. The man is imposing, hell the man can be downright
terrifying but my god is he good looking. Even at sixty he is sexier than
most men thirty years younger than him and here he has a boy five decades
younger practically salivating over him in his front yard.


It also doesn't help that he's wearing a tight v-neck that is showing
off his chest hair and having been working outside he's emitting that
manly musk that drives boys wild. Goddamn just standing here thinking
these thoughts I'm about to drop to my knees and beg him to feed me his
cock.


I realize I'm just staring at him and now they're both staring at me;
Dan snaps his fingers in my face "earth to Hen!"


"Huh what?" I stammer so he says "I was asking if Ollie would be in
bed by eight?"


"Oh yeah I usually get him down by seven thirty and he's out pretty
quick most nights."


Dan looks at the boy and says "eight it is, you know where to leave your
bike so just come in the back door quietly okay?"


"Sure thing Mr. Parker!"


He says goodbye to me then rides down the driveway and up the street.


"Sounds like you have a fun night planned" I say but he turns towards
me "no Hen, we have a fun night planned."


I raise an eyebrow and say "oh?"


He walks over to me, his musky scent wafting as he puts a muscular arm
around my shoulder "I figure we have an early dinner, get Ollie in bed,
then you, me and Eric have a fun night with young Kyle."


I look up at him, discreetly inhaling his scent I ask "you want to
gangbang a ten year old?" He laughs "I want to see my son in action,
it's been a while and I think you need some nice young boy cunt to get
you ready for.." he stops talking instead flicking his head towards
Oliver who is busy helping Eric dig up weeds.


"Dad" I groan but he stops me "listen Hen, I know you want to, Eric
knows you want to, you know you want to.. for fuck sake I'm pretty sure
Ollie knows you want to so get out of your own fucking way and get ready
to fuck that beautiful boy you made."


I can feel my cock tenting the shorts, he looks down and says "seems
like your cock agrees." I don't know how he does it but the man can
turn me on and piss me off all at the same time and he gets off on it.


We both walk to the garden where Eric and Oliver are working, my son asks
me who the boy was so I tell him just a neighbor boy who stopped to say
hi to Dan. Eric looks at me with a grin so he obviously knows who the kid
is.


I kneel down next to Oliver and help him finish picking weeds then we get
some mulch to place around the plants before finally finishing up pleased
with the work we did. I look down at my son, he loves being outdoors and
I can tell he had quite a bit of fun working in the garden with his
favorite men. I check my phone to see the time is almost three in the
afternoon, I suggest we get inside, get cleaned up and have some dinner.


We make our way into the house as I take Oliver to the bathroom so he can
get showered and ready for dinner then bed. I turn the water on to a nice
warm setting as I do Oliver strips down then asks "daddy will you shower
with me," his eyes pleading with me I smile at him "of course son"
then begin to remove my clothes. I check the water temperature then help
him step over the edge of the tub before following him in and pulling the
shower curtain closed.


I kneel down behind him with a washcloth, lather it with soap then begin
to scrub his little body down. I love how toned his small muscles are and
it looks like his skin is slightly darker having been out in the sun most
of the day; I'm glad I remembered to cover him in sunscreen.


"Ok buddy pull your butt open" I say, he sighs then reaches back
pulling his butt so I can scrub between his firm little ass cheeks. Once
he's cleaned up I rinse the cloth off, add more soap and scrub his small
legs. When I turn him around to face me, I'm about to start cleaning
when he leans in and kisses me on the lips. I open my mouth allowing him
to push his tongue in then suck on it listening to him practically purr
at the sensation.


I wrap an arm around his back pulling him closer to me, he presses his
hands on my chest running them over my pecs. His touch is electric, my
cock responds in kind and my emotions take full control. I pull him tight
then stand, as I do he wraps his small arms around my neck, his legs
around my midsection as I move forward pressing his back against the
shower wall.


I kiss him deeply, passionately, my tongue thrusting into his small warm
mouth this frenzy fueled by his soft moans, his purring, his small little
cock hard and pressing against my body. I break our kiss, looking him in
the eyes I softly tell him "I love you so much son" he smiles at me, a
gentle smile he responds "I love you too daddy."


I go back to kissing him, making out with my own son feels so amazing,
our bodies pressed together, his soft lips on mine, his instinctual need
to get off overcoming him as he moves his hips around rubbing his little
cock against my abdomen. I stop kissing him instead moving to his neck
where I softly kiss him, suckle on his flesh; I nibble his ear, his
moaning getting louder "daddy, daddy" he cries softly as he pants, his
hips moving faster. I know he won't understand but I say it anyway "cum
for daddy baby" then press my body into his cock moving it with him.


"Daddy" he whines, his movements frenzied; his eyes roll back, his body
begins to shake, I whisper "that's it baby, cum for daddy" as he
whines, mewls and pants while still rubbing his cock against me. He
shudders a few more times as I stand holding him, my boy having his first
non-masturbatory orgasm with his daddy.


When his breathing slows I gently set him down, kneeling in front of him,
kissing him softly on the lips again staring into his glazed over eyes.
He looks so happy and content, still so sweet and innocent but also
suddenly more mature; he's growing up so fast and it pains me because I
want him to stay this way forever. I lean my head forward resting it
against his, our eyes locked I softly say "you're absolutely perfect
Oliver."


I realize my cock is still raging hard, Oliver sees it then looks at me
"I can help daddy" but I shake my head "I know you can but right now,
we need to finish cleaning up and get ready for dinner." He looks at me
slightly disappointed so I tell him "if we do stuff like that I want it
to be special where we can both relax and enjoy it, does that make
sense?"


He shrugs "it's one of those you'll understand when you get older
things but right now just trust that when I say `no' it's because when
we find the right time we will have more fun okay?"


He flashes me a smile "okay daddy I trust you." I lightly pinch his
cheek causing him to giggle and whine "daddy stop it" then take the
washcloth to finish scrubbing him down and rinse him off. I wash myself
quickly, rinsing off then turning the water off. We step out of the
bathtub and I grab a towel to dry him off.


Once we're both dry we go to the bedroom, picking out some clean clothes
and getting dressed then make our way to the kitchen where Dan is
cooking. I ask Oliver to help me set the table, as we're putting out the
plates and silverware I ask "hey where'd Eric go?" Dan tells me he
asked him to run to the store to grab some things but should be back in a
bit.


As soon as everything is set up Oliver asks if he can watch some
television so I take him in the living room and find a show for him then
walk back into the kitchen to talk to Dan. I tell him about the talk I
had with Eric, he tells me he's glad to see something developing between
the two of us "he really needs someone to love him Henry, Max leaving
fucked him up pretty bad."


I sigh "ok what the fuck actually happened?"


He shakes his head "Max was looking for something better as far as his
job went, he went as far as he could in Carter's Point." He checks
something he has in the oven then turns back to me "he finally found a
great opportunity but the problem was it was in Denver."


"Okay I'm not sure I see that as a problem? I mean I get you weren't
going to Denver so that means the two of you would split up but why
didn't Eric go?"


He looks at me solemnly "he never asked Eric to go with him. He just
said he was going and a few weeks later was gone."


I'm confused now because I thought something else happened so I ask
"did our fight over Oliver have anything to do with it?" He shrugs "it
didn't help" he sighs "you know he always hated that side of me but as
I see it that was an excuse; he was looking for something else, I don't
know what it was because I didn't ask but what he did to Eric really
pissed me the fuck off. Kid was messed up for months after so I had him
move in with me so he wasn't alone."


"Wait he's been living here?" He laughs "yeah son, why do you think
other room is furnished."


That had actually never occurred to me even as the two of us spent last
night together in that room.


"Where's he been staying since I got here?"


"He went to his moms a couple nights to give us time to talk things
through."


I have concerns now so I ask "you don't think this is some kind of
rebound thing do you?"


He shakes his head and grins at me "no I was his rebound" then says
"I'm pretty certain he actually is in love with you and he needs
someone who will be an equal partner and treat him like one."


"So if you were his rebound that means you two have been fucking since
Max took off?"


He shrugs "Henry you know I've always had a soft spot for him right"
he takes the food out of the oven as he goes on "he's a sweet kid who
got fucked over so yeah we helped each other out emotionally and
sexually."


"I guess I'm just worried he's going to get into something he's not
ready for, especially with his party lifestyle and all."


Dan looks at me puzzled "what lifestyle? Kids a fuckin' homebody."


"Uh he's made it out like he goes out partying all the time like
Miami?"


Dan laughs "Miami was a work trip, he got a job at some company twenty
miles north of here and they sent him down there for a conference or some
shit."


He shakes his head "Henry, I think he's telling you this shit so you
think he's just easy go lucky Eric and don't see how broken he is" he
pauses, thinking then says "yeah i guess he was a partier, sure but
he's settled down a lot lately."


I feel confused, why didn't he just reach out and talk to me he knows I
would be there to listen and support him as best I could. Dan must see my
pondering and know where my head is because he says "I think you two
really need to have a longer talk and you're going to need to tell him
to spill it all if you want something to work between the two of you."


I nod my head as he moves around the kitchen getting the rest of the food
ready. We both hear the front door open and close then Eric walks in, he
must sense the mood because he looks at us and asks what's wrong but I
smile quickly telling him everything is fine and dinner is almost done.


We take the food to the table and get everything on plates then I go into
the living room, shut the TV off and usher Oliver into the dining room.
We have an enjoyable meal, I can't help though watching Eric the whole
time and I can see him looking at me, knowing something is up but not
wanting to ask at the dinner table.


As we finish dinner I have Oliver help me clear the table and get
everything in the dishwasher. It's nearly seven thirty and Kyle is
supposed to be here around eight so I tell my son we're skipping his
bath and he needs to go right to bed.


Eric asks if he can put him down so I start to tell him my routine but he
stops me and says with a smirk "I'll manage Hen, let me do this." If
he's going to be part of our family I need to let him do things his way;
I know Oliver will adapt.


They go off to the bedroom while I finish cleaning up the kitchen. A
little before eight I see a figure coming up the back of Dan's property,
he's sitting at the table doing something on his phone so I tell him I
see Kyle. The boy walks up the back stairs then to the back door that
leads into the kitchen, when he opens it Dan stands and walks over to
him. He pulls the boy close to him, kissing him deeply then breaks it
saying "I've missed you bud."


I watch how they interact again, seeing that look of adoration on Kyle
but also Dan's expression showing how much he really likes this kid.
I'm not jealous in anyway, I'm actually quite happy for him. He's a
good man and deserves to be happy, he can be a rough fucker but he is
also an amazing lover.


He looks at me and says "I think it's about time for Kyle's birthday
surprise." The boy beams with excitement as Dan leans in again and
kisses him on the forehead. About that time Eric reappears in the entry
to the kitchen, seeing Kyle he looks at me then to Dan who says "if
Ollie's asleep I think we should take this to the bedroom."


I walk with Eric down the hallway to the master bedroom stopping at my
old room quickly to peek in on Oliver seeing he is sound asleep. My heart
is beating like a drum as Dan leads Kyle into the bedroom, I follow and
push the door shut.


Dan has that fierceness about him now, the one he gets right before he
fucks. He grips Kyle's hair pulling the boy to him, leaning in he growls
in his ear "ready for this?" The boy's eyes are wide but also filled
with lust as he nods his head practically begging Dan to do whatever he
has planned.


The boy starts to sink to his knees, still looking up at Dan he says
"yes sir" then tugs at the mans zipper. Obviously Kyle has done this a
few times because he quickly reaches in pulling Dan's hard cock through
the zipper opening and immediately sinks down on it.


As I'm standing there watching I feel Eric wrap his arms around my waist
the rest his chin on my shoulder. He lets out a deep sigh, "been a while
since you've been with a boy?"


"Yeah" I softly say as Kyle's slurping starts to fill the room
"almost six years now."


"That's too fucking long" he groans.


He grips my shirt pulling it up, I raise my arms as he removes it then
tosses it on the floor. I feel his warm hands on my chest now, he tweaks
my nipples then slides down to my abs. His voice is soft and sensual
"we're gonna spit roast this boy, aren't we stud?"


My breathing is heavy, just watching the boy suck Dan is driving my cock
wild. Add in Eric's voice, his touch, the look Dan is giving us both; I
feel my cock leaking like a faucet.


"Eric" I pant, he whispers seductively "what's up Hen?"


"Will you fuck me?"


"Of course I will" he whispers while gently stroking my abs then moving
down gripping the waistband of my shorts and pulling them down letting
them fall around my ankles.


He gently pushes me forward bending me over the bed as Dan reaches for a
bottle of lube then tosses it to Eric then grabs another bottle tossing
it over. Eric hands it to me, an unopened bottle of poppers, I look up at
Dan to see him smile "it's been a while, thought you might need
those."


I don't say anything instead break the seal giving the bottle a good
shake as Eric pours lube on his cock then spreads some around my hole
before sliding a finger inside me. I clench so he softly says "I'll go
easy Hen, I know it's been a while."


I open the bottle and take a deep hit, I feel that rush come over me,
that desire to have every hole filled all at once and Eric must feel it
too "there you go, I can feel you loosening up" he moans as he works
his finger around my hole. I'm panting, practically gasping for air with
the poppers overwhelming me I beg him "please fuck me Eric!"


"Okay baby I've got you" he moans as he positions himself behind me, I
feel the head of his cock pressing against my hole. I need to get fucked,
I want Eric, Dan, hell Kyle can fuck me too I just need some fucking
dick!


His cock pushes inside me, opening me up for the first time in years I
softly gasp, I feel tears forming but not from the pain and yes there's
pain but from the sheer pleasure of getting my ass opened up again.


He pushes forward causing me to cry out as I'm stretched open, he slows
down and asks "you okay baby?" I try to slow my breathing, taking
deeper breaths to work through the pain and discomfort, I groan "yeah
I'll be okay."


I look across the bed to see Dan face fucking Kyle, I'm impressed how
well the boy can take his dick which means they have definitely been
doing this for a while. He's been watching me the whole time though,
smiling but not his usual cocky smile, it's more gentle like he's happy
I'm giving myself over to Eric.


"Take another hit Hen" Eric says as he pushes deeper which stretches me
a bit more, I groan "fuck" but that feeling, his hands on my hips, his
cock sliding into my bowels, that rush from the poppers... it's something
I've missed and knowing it's Eric makes it feel that much more
pleasurable.


I look across the bed watching Dan as he shoves his cock deep into
Kyle's throat, listening to the boy gag on it but watching as he grips
the mans ass attempting to pull him deeper; `fuck, he trained that boy
well' I think.


Eric wraps an arm around my chest and pulls me off the bed, my body now
pressed against him, his cock almost completely inside me he whispers "I
love you so fucking much Hen" then pulls back quick and thrusts his hips
filling me with the full length of his cock.


"Ohhhh fuck!" I cry out. He squeezes me tighter with his right arm then
moves his left around my abdomen holding me close to his body he starts
pulling to the tip then thrusting deep, each time his body slams into
mine a loud slap echoes off the walls. I'm reduced to whimpering, softly
begging him "harder Eric" as he slowly bends me forward, grips my hips
and begins to slam his cock into me.


Dan pulls Kyle off his cock turning the boy and quietly telling him to
watch his son get fucked but the boy decides not to watch instead he
strips off his clothes and

 climbs on the bed crawling over to me, kneeling in front of me with his
little boy dick pointing right at my face. I know what he wants and fuck
if I don't want it too.


I grab him with one hand pulling him closer, when his hairless groin is
in my face I devour his three inches. The boy lets out a moan then grips
my head and begins thrusting his little hips, fuck Dan has taught him
well. I take both hands gripping his small but firm ass cheeks pulling
him into me with each of his short thrusts, I run my hands down the back
of his taught thighs; he doesn't have a single hair on his slender
body.


Eric moans "I'm gonna cum Hen." I pull off the boys cock, "hold it
until Kyle is ready" I pant then go back to sucking the boy; he's young
so he'll cum quick. I suck his little balls into my mouth along with his
cock and that seems to be what he needed to push him over. He starts
grunting, his thrusts are more intense and Eric sees this so he allows
himself to let loose. He slams his cock into my ass as the boy starts to
whine, his small cock twitching on my tongue, I grip him tighter so he
can't pull away just as I feel the warmth of Eric's cum filling me, his
groans so loud I'm worried Oliver will be awaken.


I release the boy, he falls back onto the bed panting, his chest heaving
from his orgasm which was dry. Eric pulls his cock out of my ass, still
panting he leans forward and kisses the back of my neck. I push him back
as I stand upright then turn to him, grabbing him and pulling him to me,
kissing him deeply and passionately.


I break our kiss, looking him in the eyes I tell him "I love you too
man" then stroke his cheek and say "more than you can imagine."


I feel his hand on my cock which is still raging hard and in need of
release, Eric grins at me saying "seems like someone is still ready to
go." I smile at him then turn my head toward Kyle "I know exactly where
I'm going to put it too."


I turn then climb onto the bed grabbing Kyle's ankle then dragging him
to the center of the king size bed, the boy's face tells me all I need
to know, he's figured out what his birthday surprise is now and he
fucking loves it.