Date: Mon, 26 Jul 2021 20:15:49 +0000 From: ChiFelix Subject: An-exchange-student-completes-a-family-5 That evening we were going to start watching the Z Nation series on Netflix. Qing asked sincerely, "This is what Netflix and chill means right?" and we laughed. I made popcorn and the boys sat on the couch and I sat on the recliner. Ollie and Qing sat close together and after a while I glanced over and Qing had his arm around Ollie. Ollie was staring straight ahead at the TV but Qing looked at me and held my eye contact while he slowly moved his hand to Ollie's waistband, then up and under his shirt and back up to hold his bare chest. I saw his fingers move through the shirt over Ollie's nipple and Ollie's eyelids fluttered as he leaned over closer against Qing who then put his other hand around Ollie's waist. Ollie glanced at me with a questioning look and I just smiled. He smiled back as Qing's finger sped up his nipple assault in his shirt. The way I was sitting the boys couldn't see me slip my hand under my waistband and start softly stroking my cock. When the episode ended I pulled my hand out of my waistband before anyone got up. With my cobra-shaped cock it's hard to hide an erection in flannel pajamas though and Qing noticed when he walked by on the way to the kitchen to get another drink. "I think you liked it," he said. I said, "Yeah, it started with a lot of action right away." "I KNOW," he replied. Ollie said, "I think it's maybe bedtime though." Qing said, "It's only 8:30!" and Ollie frowned. "One more episode?" Asked Qing. "Okay," Ollie said impatiently. This is what horny Ollie looks like, I thought. Qing said, "It's kinda warm though" and removed his shirt. I was treated to the sight of his beautiful dark nipples again. "Yeah!" said Ollie, who removed his shirt as well, revealing his little hard pinkish nubs. Qing grabbed a small blanket and as they arranged themselves back on the couch he draped it over both of them. None too subtle, I thought and started the next episode. I tried not to watch them and focus on the show but I couldn't really follow the plot. My attention was focused on what was happening on the couch. The boys weren't following the show either. At one point there was a lot of shifting and Ollie's pants fell to the floor from under the blanket. Both boys looked at me when it fell and I said, "Looks like you're really enjoying the show. I'm glad." With that, Qing turned Ollie's head and they kissed, Qing still looking at me with one open eye. Later I looked over and saw Ollie's head bobbing under the blanket as Qing stared up at the ceiling. Then he looked over at me with a broad grin. I openly enjoyed the view, since Ollie's head was under the blanket. I turned the recliner and freed my cock so Qing could see it as I jacked it and watched Ollie's head bob. Ollie's ass was just peeking out from the edge of the blanket as he crouched, so Qing tugged the blanket a to show off Ollie's brown button and pink balls to me. I thought, maybe tonight that young ass will get penetrated by Qing's spear. My 12 year old's asshole was flexing in rhythm with the blowjob he was giving. I thought, "Why is Qing showing me my own son's asshole?" Just a few seconds later he arched up his pelvis, put his hand on Ollie's blanketed head and moaned as he shot his load deep in Ollie's throat. I swiveled away as Ollie came out from under the blanket to pretend I didn't see it. Ollie said, "Dad, I'm glad you're here and cool with all this, not like Jerico's dad." I paused the show. Before I could say anything Qing said, "I'm glad you're here too." I said, "Well that was quite an exhibition." Qing responded, "I'm quite the exhibitionist." I said, "I could tell. I thought you'd want some privacy for that." Qing said, "on the contrary. Ollie, do you like your Dad watching?" Ollie said, "I dunno. He loves me and it feels nice that he supports me doing this with you but maybe it's a little weird." Qing said, "It's kind of hot though right?" Ollie said, "Kind of, I guess." Qing said, "What if he joined us next time?" Ollie, suddenly angry, said, "NO, you just want my Dad all to yourself. Do you even care about ME?" Qing kissed him and said, "I'm sorry, sorry...You're so sexy Ollie. I want YOU." Ollie said, "Sex with my dad would be GROSS." Red-faced, I said, "I don't think he meant sex with your dad sweetie. I think he meant sex with you and me at the same time but not us with each other. You know I'm straight baby, I loved your mother." Then Qing told Ollie what he'd told me before. "I had sex with my Dad. All the time. He was straight but he liked to fuck me. He didn't think it made him less straight. My older brother fucked me too. Ollie looked at him, astonished. "It was consensual like your Dad says. I liked it too. I LOVED it." I wasn't sure how consensual it really was, if the boy had started at 9 years old, but I didn't say anything at first. Finally I said to Ollie, "Different strokes for different folks, I guess." Qing looked at me and said, "My ass misses my Dad" and winked. ----------------- We all went to bed soon after that, the boys to their room and me to mine where I jacked off twice again thinking about what I had witnessed. I thought about my own 12 year old pleasuring Qing, their deep kiss, then Ollie's winking brown hole as he gave Qing that blowjob. I pushed that out of my mind at first and tried to think of Qing's soft ass lips, and how nice they were to eat, but my mind came back around to that tight brown hole of Ollie's, the one I had changed diapers for not too many years earlier, and after another futile attempt to push it away I gave in and thought about Ollie's asshole and pink balls and tawny taint as I had an explosive orgasm. The taboo of the whole situation is what turned me on, I told myself. It was okay if it's just fantasy. The next morning, Qing said he needed to pick up some things at a drugstore. We headed to Walgreens and he hunted around for a while until he found what he was looking for. It turned out to be enemas. He told Ollie, "I'm going to teach you how to use this." The rest of the day was spent doing touristy Chicago things. We went to the top of the Hancock (always a better experience than the top of the Sears/Willis Tower), we visited the Bean and the fountains, and we took the Chicago water taxi south until we got to Ping Tom Park at the edge of Chinatown where it was Qing's turn to treat us to some Asian knowledge. Qing helped us navigate the goods at the Aji Ichiban candy shop, and then helped us try some more interesting dishes beyond the safe western standards at Hing Kee. He was a little disappointed that Ollie and I both steered clear of some of his favorites like the dishes involving duck. He looked at us both and said, "I know I can make you come around eventually. I just have to work on you both." We took him to Joy Yee for our favorite bubble tea afterwards and he told us of crazier things such as bubble tea pizza back in Hong Kong. We came home exhausted and went to sleep not too much later. The sexual tension had died down in the enjoyment of the day's activities. Early the next morning I slowly opened their bedroom door to see both boys sleeping in one bed, Qing spooned tightly against Ollie's backside. The sheets on the other bed were untouched and I thought about what might have happened while I slept. I crept back out but a few minutes later as I sat drinking my coffee a naked Qing stepped into the hallway with his glorious erection springing from his crotch surrounded by straight black hairs. He smiled at me, and headed for the bathroom. A few minutes later he came back out, still hard, and joined me. He said, "You call it morning wood, right?" I said, "I call it beautiful. I like the other side better though." He turned around and said "Like this? My dad likes this side better too." In a low voice he continued, "You know I miss him a lot." He spread his legs a bit to show his beautiful pucker. "I think it needs to be buttered like bread," he said, and dipped his finger in the butter tray and then across his hole, lubricating it. I said, "I'm kind of like your dad while you're here, aren't I?" He said, "yeah, but better. You treat me better when we're done." I stood up and he bent forward against the counter, ready. He looked over his shoulder at my cock which I'd already freed from my pajamas and said, "And I love the shape and the way that one feels." I said, "Is Ollie awake yet?" He said, "He was sleeping when I left the bed." I looked at that beautiful ass, the plump lips moistened with butter, and ran my head across the pucker, up and down. "Oh fuck," he said. "ok" I said and started to slowly penetrate him. It stretched to the girthy middle of my cock before relaxing around my base and I was all the way in. I started slowly and then picked up the pace until we were both grunting in passion. He panted, "Cum in me, I'm a cum whore, I'm your cum whore, I'm your cum dump." I switched my hands from his hips to his nipples and he moaned and then I switched back to his hips to get a better grasp and hammer it home. Soon my balls were emptying inside him as I held his hips tightly to me. He had come all over the counter, even hitting the tile backsplash. I hold my cock inside him for a moment longer and then we disengaged. He leaned forward and licked some of his cum from the counter. "Save some for me," I said. It tasted thin and strong. I usually eat my own cum but it was intoxicating to eat this boy's. I asked, "Did you bring any clothes?" he replied, "Oops, they're all in the bedroom. I don't want to wake up Ollie like this." He sat next to me for a moment. Ollie eventually woke up and came out to say "good morning." From that angle he could only see that Qing was shirtless, not completely naked, and he headed for the bathroom. "That's your que" I said. While Qing was in the bedroom fetching clothes, Ollie came out and joined me at the table. He sat next to me and then got right back up. "What's this?" he said. I looked down at the seat where Qing had leaked out some of my cum in a cummy, buttery mess. Like a typical 12 year old, he quickly stuck his finger in the slime and brought it to his lips. His eyes widened. He looked at me and proclaimed loudly, "I know what this is! QING!" Qing came out of the bedroom, mostly dressed, to see Ollie with his finger in the air. Then he stuck his finger in the cum and licked it again. "You seduced my dad like you said you were going to!" He accused. He put his finger in my cum a third time and brought it back to his lips. And then a fourth time. "He said that?" I asked. Ollie whirled around, "Yeah, and you fell for it. He said he could seduce anyone. Did he fuck you right here?" "Qing said, "No, your Dad fucked me. That's HIS cum." "Oh," Ollie said, "that's why it tastes different." "That might be the butter," I said. Ollie glared at me. Qing said, "Ollie, I like getting fucked by a LOT of different guys. Even ugly ones like my Dad. I just like cocks inside me. But I only like to fuck really cute boys, like you. I'm never going to fuck your Dad. it doesn't turn me on. But you do. Remember the way I licked your ass last night?" Ollie said, "Oh God that was good." He absentmindedly dipped his finger in the cum puddle and sucked it again. Qing said, "I'd never do that to your dad. Does that make sense?" Ollie said, "I don't really get it. You're saying you save the really special things just for me?" "Qing said, "Yeah, kind of like that." I said, "Ollie honey, I'm sorry. For me Qing has a beautiful asshole. I'm straight so it's like I'm fucking a woman, and you know I haven't done that in a really long time. Daddy gets horny too and Qing and I both like it. But Qing saves everything else to do with you." "I don't know," Ollie said. He swiped his finger in the cum again and went back to the bedroom and closed the door. Qing and I looked at each other. "I guess one of us should talk to him," I said. Qing said, "I think he's madder at you. I'll talk to him."