Date: Wed, 1 Jul 2020 09:42:03 +0100
From: Rick Shaver <rick.shaver.uk@gmail.com>
Subject: A Natural Family - Part 11

This series involves the narrator and his teenage son, Adrian, as they
explore their sexuality and create new relationships.

In this episode, the narrator, Adrian and Petrus entertain Adrian's
boyfriend Fergus, and Aidan's coaching session turns intense.

Me
Adrian (son)
Franck (my tutor)

Petrus (my ex-wife's half sister's half brother)
Dominic (my ex-wife's nephew)
Margot (Dominic's mother, Petrus' half brother)

Aidan (Adrian's friend)
Janice (Adrian's mother)

Fergus (Adrian's school friend, and lover)

PART ELEVEN

Fergus away from his parents was an entirely different boy to the rather
quiet, uptight young man of Friday. He was lively and outgoing, and rather
outrageous. What with Margot, Guy, Dominic, Fergus and his parents, it made
me realise quite how much parents can fuck children up (Philip Larkin's
poems being on of the few pieces of poetry I could actually recite from
memory). It made me worry sometimes about Adrian, but then I consoled
myself with the fact that he seemed remarkably grounded and balanced, even
though he was having sex with his father and his father's partner who
happened to be his uncle, who was fucking his nephew as well.

We picked Fergus up from the bus station, and it was as if Fergus had been
being silent for the past week, perhaps he had. He chattered non-stop, he
was curious about everything and quite knowledgeable about all sorts of
random things. He was dressed in just a t-shirt and jeans, and the jeans
hung so low that it was perfectly clear that Fergus was wearing nothing
underneath. At first I wondered how he got away with it, then realised that
the Fergus who left his parents was probably wearing a proper shirt (now
squirrelled away in his bag) over his t-shirt, and his jeans would have
been belted at a decent level, all ship shape and proper.

When we got back to the house, Petrus and I took Fergus' bag upstairs,
leaving the boys to kiss and cuddle. By the time we were half-way up the
stairs, Fergus' jeans were round his ankles and he was swiftly removing
Adrian's. The boy did not waste any time. Whilst we were upstairs we
stripped off; our original intention had been to stay clothed until we saw
how Fergus felt, but given that almost his first act on entering the house
was to lose his clothes, our restraint seemed unnecessary. Returning back
down stairs, the now fully naked Fergus was squatting down with his face
buried in the equally naked Adrian's arse. Coming up for air, Fergus gave
us a wry grin and then proceeded to slip what seemed to be a very
substantial cock into Adrian's clearly welcoming arse.

Not to be out done, Petrus and I started fucking as well; despite our close
proximity over the last few weeks we had found that we never quite had
enough of each other and I still loved the feeling of my cock deep in
Petrus' arse, the closeness that that brought.

Sex over with, everyone wanted a shower and I thought that any house we
move to would need to have a bigger shower, or multiple bathrooms. Fergus
and Adrian took such a long time showering, that I am sure they managed to
have round two. But when Petrus and I appeared, freshly showered and
shaved, it was to find that Fergus and Adrian had started dinner; it seemed
that Fergus was admirably house-trained. He was also, in his way, very
polite and apologised for getting down to it with Adrian immediately, but
he had missed Adrian so. He hoped it was OK, and I said it was, we were
perfectly happy for them to fuck when and where they liked, as long as they
didn't mind Petrus and I doing the same. Fergus coloured a little, but
grinned.

Close to, Fergus was long and lean, with a pair of low-hanging balls and a
nicely matching cock. Surrounded by a halo of hair; I suspected he gave it
a trim but nothing radical, perhaps his father insisted on inspections! He
was also cut; nobody considered doing this in our family, so it always
surprised me when you found people that did. I wondered what Adrian
thought? (In fact, I found out later in the visit, when the subject came up
- it turned out that Adrian was not bothered either way, but that Fergus
felt the loss of his foreskin deeply and resented his parents having had
him circumcised).

That evening we sat quietly watching TV. The boys' energy seemed to have
been absorbed by all the activity. It was lovely to see Fergus feeling so
comfortable around us. In bed that night, Petrus and I had a lot to
discuss, and we resolved to try not to fuck in front of the boys too much.

That went by the board as soon as we got up. Petrus ended up eating me out,
whilst we were getting coffee and by the time the boys appeared, yawning
and wanting feeding, Petrus and I were hard at it in the kitchen. It says
much of the boys' need for food (and probably the fact that they had just
fucked like crazy in Adrian's bed) that they simply ignored us and went for
the food. But it had broken the spell, and for the rest of Adrian's stay,
sex threaded its way through our days. And when it came to it, Adrian and
Fergus' energy for sexual congress seemed to be inexhaustible.

It was at the end of the first full day of Fergus' visit, his second
evening with us, that things took an interesting turn. Till then, whilst
sexual activity had been high, it had been confined to the pairings of
Fergus and Adrian, Petrus and me. But whilst Petrus and Adrian were
preparing dinner, Fergus came up to me and put his hand on my arse, in a
friendly and definitely enquiring manner. I responded, and he was soon
showing me what a talented tongue he had (where had he got the experience I
wondered?). At first I balked at taking the ultimate step and fucking him,
but then I saw Adrian happily looking on whilst stroking Petrus' cock,
nodding at us in delight. So I moved round to Fergus' arse, and slipped my
cock inside. He was eager and athletic, it was a lovely experience and made
the more so by the fact that Adrian and Petrus were watching, with Petrus
fucking Adrian. And then we swapped, and swapped and swapped. Till it got
confusing, and everyone came at once.

There was a repeat during the evening, only this time it was more of a free
for all, and I enjoyed that even more. And then when we were going to bed,
Adrian whispered to me that Fergus and he would like to join us. Oh,
really! It was a bit of a squeeze, but a delightful one. I had never slept
à quatre before, but thought that it could be a nice addition to our
lives. Certainly it made waking up to a selection of hard cocks and moist
arses a welcome proposition.

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For the final morning we left Adrian and Fergus pretty much alone. I was
working and Petrus was at clients, and then finally I drove the two boys to
the bus station. Fergus was looking dapper and proper, just what his
parents might expect, and certainly a testament to his powers of disguise!
We would need to arrange for further visits, but I wondered how often
Adrian would be willing to pay the price of having to visit Fergus and his
parents in return for Fergus coming here.

After school, Adrian was going to visit some mates; he had become a bit
friendlier with the other guys on the recent field trip. I'd wondered
whether the visit would include sex, but he assured me not, as his mate's
parents were definitely not cool. I wondered what they'd think if they knew
that not only did Adrian have sex with his Dad, but that his mates had had
their fill on the field trip.

Aidan came round for his final session before our holiday. I was nude when
I opened the door, showing everything off and he looked a little startled,
other visits I had worn my emergency shorts but I had thought, what the
hell. But it didn't take long for Aidan to get naked too, and soon we were
doing politics and enconomics with Aidan sat on my cock. He was still
shaving and his little hard cock was looking very tempting. And he had
started doing under his arms too, his whole body was completely smooth and
the look suited him.

The doorbell went. Shit, who was that. Aidan scooted off me and I went to
answer it. I did a quick check, it was a young bloke, long hair, goatee, in
a black t-shirt with a logo on it; delivery driver. I opened the door. To
his credit he did say he had a package, and it needed signing for. But all
the time he was staring at my cock, and with the intention it went back to
full mast.

Once in the hall-way he continued to stare and I felt a bit naughty, so I
called over Aidan who, all unsuspecting, came over; Aidan's cock was almost
hard and he opened his eyes wide when he realised the delivery man was
still there. I'd checked the guy's name badge, Joris. 'So Joris, Aidan and
I were just having a bit of fun, would you like to join us, no strings?'

I think Aidan nearly wet himself, with a mixture of eagerness and
anxiety. But Joris said yes, or at least nodded eagerly. So whilst I sorted
out the signature with him, I told Aidan to start unfastening him. There
were grey boxer shorts (boring) under the black work chinos. An untrimmed
bush but, a decent sized cock complete with a magnificent Prince
Albert. When the t-shirt came off, Joris's nipples were pierced too. Aidan
had never seen a guy like that before, and Joris was keen for Aidan to
explore. So Aidan got to suck and tweak the nipples, then sample the Prince
Albert and the cock in his mouth, before Joris slipped his cock into
Aidan's nicely opened up hole. All in all, a great time was had by all, and
whilst Joris was busy fucking Aidan, I took him by surprise and fucked
him. Willing he was too, as soon as he felt the pressure of my cock-head
against his hole he relaxed it towards me.

Joris was Dutch, had a girlfriend but liked guys too, particularly young
ones. He asked how old Aidan was and when he said, Joris' eyes widened in
delight. I added that Aidan was a friend of my son, who was a similar
age. I didn't say any more, but you could see the guy wondering. When Aidan
went to the toilet, Joris commented that he had always wanted to things
like this with his brother. I smiled knowingly, saying that he ought to
try, you never knew what might happen. Had his brother seen him naked,
hard? Neither it seems; there you are, start there.

Then the door opened and Petrus walked in, looking a little weary after
work. When he saw Aidan, me and Joris, with all three still a bit hard and
Joris more than that (the talk of his brother had excited him), Petrus
perked up and stripped off quickly. Pretty soon we were back for round two,
when Aidan got to rim Joris, and both Petrus and I fucked Joris as the
young man gave Aidan's are a hard going over.

Joris had to leave, but we exchanged numbers and I said he was welcome to
drop by any time, that I thought my son Adrian would enjoy meeting him as
much as Aidan had, and that he must bring his brother. Joris, a bit wided
eyed, disappeared, sans boxer shorts and with his cock already tenting his
chinos. The next delivery was going to get a treat.

We paused for a breather and suggested that Aidan stay for dinner; Ok, but
I had to phone his mother. I phoned Janice and explained that things had
run on somewhat, Petrus had come back and was going to cook. Janice wanted
to speak to Aidan but I explained that Aidan was helping Petrus. Well he
was, Aidan had his face pressed into Petrus' sweaty crack and his tongue
deep in Petrus' hole. Aidan was proving to be a dirty little tyke. Janice
insisted, so I called Aidan and he came to the phone, as did Petrus; whilst
Aidan was on the phone, Petrus squatted down and gave Aidan a blow
job. Aidan loved it, and managed to be completely straight with his mother.

I took over, and Petrus disappeared. But not to start cooking, he came back
with a couple of butt plugs. Aidan was nervous but game, and with relative
ease with got the smaller one inside his hole. Aidan decided he liked the
feeling and Petrus suggested that he keep it during dinner. I grinned and
said, in that case why didn't Petrus slip the other one in. It ended up
with all three of us with butt plugs in, and there were even straps to hold
them in place.

Throughout dinner, Aidan's face was a picture; we were taking him to places
he had never been before, and he was loving it. We both fucked him again,
harder than ever, and the poor little kid was worn out when he left. Tired
but happy and wanting to do it again.

END OF PART ELEVEN

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Someone asked whether the characters in the story are cut or not. Well they
are all British, so the likelihood is they are all uncut, and we will
probably find out for definite in a future chapter.

I like my guys shaved, so usually my characters all end up shaved smooth at
some point.

My other stories:

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/a-natural-family/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/the-brothers/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/tom-sixteen/

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