Date: Fri, 10 Apr 2020 19:16:44 +0000 From: bluwhaleml Subject: Blame it on Karma This is a complete fiction and if it comes close to something in your life then it's a wonderful coincidence. Lucky you! I hope you enjoy reading this bit of twisted fun from my bent mind. If you do enjoy it please consider a donation to Nifty since. Without their presence neither of us would have a place to share our fantasies. You feedback is often the only payment any erotic author ever receives so please feel welcome when contacting me... bluwhaleml@protonmail.com Blame it on Karma Chapter 1 Blame it on Karma. Okay, in the deepest, most remote, parts of my brain had I fantasized about it. However I would never have acted out my dreams if it weren't for Karma. In this case Karma happens to be the name of a neighbors, dog. She was a young and hyperactive year old Golden Retriever pup. If I tried to count up all the small cosmic events that had to align to create this perfect confluence I'd still be counting. As it was Michale, a weird spelling but that was how he likes it, was out walking Karma that afternoon. He was two years older than my twelve year old boy Kurt but not much bigger in size. Kurt and I had just returned from soccer practice. I was the coach of a group of class B boys (all aged 12 to 13) and my son Kurt was a star player on the team. As soon as we pulled into the garage he immediately darted upstairs to his room to play on his X-Box. Leaving me standing there dealing with all of our sports junk. That was when I noticed Michale on the sidewalk. It seems poor planning and young boys go hand in hand and today was no exception. Michale had hooked Karma's leash to his cargo short's belt loop with a heavy metal clip. His eyes and his hands were totally focused on his cell phone. His face was graced with a most interesting sinful smile. I noticed all this in the few microseconds before the chaos started. If Michale had his head up he would have seen the cat before Karma did. If he had the leash in his hands instead of hooked to his belt loop Karma would not have ripped the cargo shorts off him. If Michale had put on underwear his erection might have gone unnoticed. And, lastly, if his cell phone hadn't been playing that video his secret would never have been exposed. That secret was a whopper! Like I said it was all Karma's fault and it was she who put all our feet onto a path that was unlikely any of us would have taken on our own. At least a path never planned anyway. Kurt's footsteps had barely faded away when I saw the cat an instant before Karma. My eyes shifted from the cat to Karma knowing what was coming. Karma had slowed to sniff the grass. Michale had allowed the leash to slacken just enough to give it a really good snap the second she bolted. She went from nose down, to dead run, in less than a breath. The leash, clipped to Michale's belt loop snapped with a sharp report and simultaneously broke both the button clasp to his cargo shorts and ripped the zipper completely open. Karma next lunge pulled them down to his knees. The boy was going commando! Karma's next lunge pulled Michale's feet from under him. His hands involuntarily launched his cell phone my way. I watched everything in slow motion. His phone arched towards me heading for a glass shattering, phone-destroying impact on the driveway. I made an amazing once in a lifetime jump and catch snatching it out of mid-air. While simultaneously bringing my foot down on the remaining shreds of Michale's shorts and Karma's leash a move worthy of Michael Jordan. Full of pride at my catch I reached out to help the poor boy up. Michale was trying to cover his sex with one hand while rubbing the back of his head with the other. That's when I realized his cock was fully erect. Damn! I couldn't, or didn't want to turn away. Instead I took it all in. Michale was a small lad and his cock was equally small almost prepubescent. While I'd never seen my son Kurt hard I was sure his cock would be about the same size. Michale had no visible pubs his untanned skin seemed milk white and oh so sexy. All in all he was the spitting image of all the boys in my secret fantasies. Michale's moan brought me back to reality Curiously, that moan came from Michale's phone not him. Looking down I realized Michale had been watching a video, which, was still playing. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Michale was bare shouldered and bare chested... and more interestingly he wasn't alone. Another boy with his back to the camera, was also without a shirt. From the camera's angle the other boy seemed to be about Michale's size and age. That boy was pressed right up against Michale cuddling close to him, his youthful bare chest against Michale's. Michale's arm disappeared from the screen. He was taking a self-video of his friend and himself. His friend in the video leaned in and kissed his neck and yet again Michale moaned. Shocked, aroused and rapidly stiffening I tilted my head to look at the Michale on the ground and reformed my ideas about the kid. His eyes shifted to his phone and promptly his face went deep red and then contorted into a mask of horror. Weakly he reached towards his phone but I pulled it out of his reach. He was busted, he knew it and was now waiting for his world to collapse. Damn, that video and the quick glimpse of what it appeared those two boys were doing really stirred my cock. Trying not to jump to conclusions I reminded my self. There might be some innocent explanation to what I was seeing. That was true until the camera shifted position. As the vantage point changed their hips and other parts came into view. That dirty boy and his friend were lying there naked rubbing their cocks together. I knew most of the boy's in the neighborhood, having coached many of them. I could see Michale clearly but even with the shift of angle I couldn't see the other boy's face. So I watched while trying to figure out who his friend was. The clues were too meager. All I had to go on was the shape of the boy, the cut of his hair and set of his shoulders. He did seem familiar. Failing to recognize him I began plotting what I would do with Michale, to Michale. His phone had given me a big advantage, a lever, which would move Michale any way I wanted. I planned to use it. So many things flashed through my mind but one thing was clear I had him by his figurative nuts. He was mine and I think when he looked into my eyes he realized it. With a lusting smirk I reached into the SUV and handed him a towel to cover himself as we walked into the house. I could have given him a full sized towel but purposely gave him a small hand towel instead, something not much larger than a washcloth. Steering him towards the house I ushered him ahead of me and watch his naked ass cheeks as he walked. He was too cute and funny as he tried to hold that ridiculously small cloth over his cock and balls. Distractedly, I also noticed the back of his head sported a small bloody spot. That did need some checking out and since he hit his head on the sidewalk he needed to be evaluated for a concussion too. After closing the door I told him to unhook Karma and steered him to the back bathroom. He hesitated for a fraction before I touched the back of his head very gently and then showed him the dabs of blood on my fingers. He paled, nodded and headed towards the bathroom. We passed through the laundry room on the way and as I followed I pulled the first aid kit out of a cupboard above the washer. Distracted by retrieving the first-aid kit I almost missed Michale pulling a full size towel off the rack. I knew he was going to try to cover his half-nudity with it. Exactly the opposite of what I wanted so as I joined him I took the towel out of his hands. Preventing him from wrapping it around his waist and cruelly twisting his movements by saying... "Good idea. Cause that toilet is going to be cold." I put the lid down and with a flourish laid the towel over it. He was still mostly naked and a quite uncomfortable about it. Somehow I found pleasure in his boyish embarrassment. "Spin towards the wall so I can get a good look at the back of your head." Michale complied immediately and I turned on the hot water. When it warmed I washed my hands and then gingerly moved his hair about to see the size of the cut. It really was a small one right on top of a developing bump. I sanitized the area then treated it with Neosporin. Deciding it wasn't much to be concerned about I shifted gears and began a bit of mischief. Michale lift your arms. I'd better take off your shirt to check to see if you have any other hidden scraps or cuts. Yes, indeed it was lame but it worked. His arms went up and I pulled his shirt off. I had him naked! More than anything I wanted to scoop him up. Spin him around and stick my tongue into his wet mouth but that would have been too much, too fast. I had the power but I had to use it wisely. To keep from scaring him away I had to start with small steps taking what liberties I could along the way. In a medical way I brushed my hands over his neck, shoulders, stroked his back and the made him stand so I could inspect the cheeks of his bottom for...'scrapes'. My hands ran over his butt as I pretended to check. He had to know I was taking advantage of the situation but he said nothing and let me touch him there. Unsure how far I could go with this I told him to turn around. "You banged your head hard on the concrete so we have to check for signs of a concussion." Now part of this is real and part pure wickedness on my part. I checked his eyes and his pupils, which were equal and reactive. No symptoms of a concussion there. He wasn't sleepy and now for the wickedness. "Michale, raise your left arm slowly in a sweeping motion towards the ceiling. We have to evaluate your motor reflexes." The small towel remained in his right hand against his sex as he followed the directions. "Now with the right hand, please." As expected the hand holding the towel shifted. "Good, good, all looks okay, now one last test to see if you're right and left sides are working in unison. Please, raise both arms in a slow sweeping motion together!" This direction wasn't followed immediately as he suddenly understood he couldn't cover himself and raise both arms at the same time. This was too much fun for me anyways. "For goodness sake Michale we're both guys so we know what we are about and besides you not showing anything different that what you'd show in the gym showers, so relax. It's important to make sure hitting the sidewalk with your head hasn't damaged your motor reflexes." Utter bullshit but I have to admit it sounded almost reasonable. I tried not to smile when I saw Michale give an almost imperceptible nod and slowly raise both arms. Holy fuck he was gorgeous. His cock was soft, small, and hairless but he was all male. As his arms rose I dutifully watched their movement but gave up the farce mid-motion to stare openly at his sex. My deepest darkest fantasies had for years been filled with images of me playing with young boys and now I had a way to make it happen. Overtly, adjusting my cock I began to shift the direction of the time we'd spend together. "Very nice Mike. You don't seem to have a concussion but I think we need to have a talk about your phone" He flinched at the shortening of his name, paled then blushed but said nothing else. Instead he looked at me with dread on his face. He knew why we were about to have, 'the talk' as I repeated the general meaning. "Actually, about what I saw playing on your phone..." You could see that his worst fears were confirmed just by the look on his face. He started to speak but I held up a finger to quiet him "Before you say any thing I want you to listen. I'm not here to judge, Michale. The choices you make in life are yours to make but you're still young and you've much to learn. I know it sounds stupid to you but those older than you have gone through these things too and we've tried to handle them on our own... often very poorly. Now that I know where you are in life you have to understand that, for your protection, I'll have to share this with your parents. I'll do my best to smooth out their understanding but they have to know." Tears swelled in Michale's eyes as he gave weak voice to his plea. In a choked whisper he said... "Please don't tell them, please. There must be another way." And, the tears escaped his eyes. He almost broke my heart. He was so genuine and scared. Pulling a tissue from the dispenser I tenderly dabbed away his tears, telling him. "It will be okay Michale." I gave his bare shoulder a caring pat and said. "Let me get you something to put on." My wife, Marge, did all the laundry the day before she left to help her sister have a baby. "So there's got to be something of Kurt's close to your size that you can wear." It was true that Marge was away for three or four weeks with her sister and there were baskets of folded laundry sitting right there. However, I ignored those and opened up the cupboard where we had stored a number of things to donate to Goodwill. There was a pile of Kurt's stuff that had become too small for him to wear. I knew it would also be a bit small for Mike too and lusting to myself I picked out a pair of his old white undies and a matching tee. I also grabbed a pair of Kurt's denim shorts and a pair of socks. Walking back into the bathroom I tossed Mike the tee and undies but held onto the shorts and socks. Watching him wiggle into the tidy whites was a thrill all its own. As expected it was too tight but they stretched nicely and clung to his butt and as he tucked himself in they defined his package well. Damn that boy was hot. He had a defining male bulge, a small one but a sexy one. The tee also clung to him like a second skin defining his developing frame perfectly. His body had leaned out as his muscles firmed leaving him with the trim frame that so filled my daydreams. Picking up his phone I told him to grab his torn cargo shorts and other stuff then follow me. I headed for my home office. Once there I pointed to the couch and he popped his backside down. I joined him on the couch leaving a cushion-sized space between us. "Michale, are you gay?" We needed to start somewhere and I knew a direct question like this would put him off center. He started to stumble and object but I cut him off setting up our ground rules. Tenderly, I touched his arm giving him a stern but soothing parental look and said. "Michale this conversation might be awkward but someone needs to help you through this. Would you rather have this talk with your parents? As it is I think... If you promise to be 100% truthful and do what I ask without question then perhaps your parents won't need to know what's on your phone." I was so close to gaining my way over the boy and all I could do now was wait to see if he'd choose the wrong, for me, path. Silly me, Mike sat there and thought over his choices for only a second or two before saying. "And you won't tell them anything I tell you? I heard the trap snap shut in the back of my mind I fucking had the boy! Hiding a triumphant grin I thought to myself. And fucking him is exactly where this was going. I was going to mount that boy on my hard cock, sooner or later. He was all mine and while he didn't know it yet he would be the play toy from my fantasies. "This will always remain between you and I. Nothing you tell me, nothing you show me and nothing you do will ever get back to them." I watched his face and he mulled over my words. When his head gave a little nod and his eyes looked into mine I tested our newly minted agreement. Handing him his phone I told him to unlock it since his screen had gone black a while ago. He hesitated as I could see him going through a mental inventory of what was on it. His shoulders sagged in surrender and he did as commanded handing it back to me. "I know it's frightening Michale but I promise to you that I won't judge you for what's on the phone. My only care is to help you travel down which ever road you take, safely." Safe was after all a subjective term. I tried to sound genuine and protective and then I did something that elevated his concern. It seemed that the two of us would have a number of hiccups as we headed into the future. I got up walked over to my computer, plugged his phone in to it and began to copy all of its data onto my hard drive. "Ummmm Mr. Rodson, mmmm Coach Rodson, maybe I should warn you that some of what's on there might make you mad." There was a bit of a tremble in his voice. Doing my best to calm him I motioned him over. He came to me and I held my arms open and waited. He dropped his head, tears returned to his eyes and he walked into my hug as in a quiet voice I reassured him. "It's okay Michale there is nothing on your phone that will make me angry. All boys go through what you're going through now. Its nothing new and I know in time my Kurt will also experiment with his sexuality. It's a natural part of growing up. I'm here for you now and I will be here for Kurt too when as he matures. This is a safe space Michale and anything that passes between us stays here and goes nowhere else." Michale was far from safe in one sense. I felt him began to sob in my arms. His eyes looked into mine and said. "You promise that nothing I tell you or you discover on my phone will make you mad at me? You promise??? Really you swear!" He was at his most vulnerable and his tears tore at my heart. I stared deep into his hazel eyes and said... "I swear." Giggles and titters erupted from both of us as I lightened the mood by holding up a few fingers and clowning... "Scout's honor." The laughs went a long way in easing his tension and with a deep breath he answered my earlier question. "Coach Rodson I don't know if I'm gay or not. I do know I am different. The other boys laugh, make jokes and stare at the girls in class. I do it too but I don't think I feel the same way they do. Girls are okay but I tend to look at boys in the way the other guys seem to look at girls. Does that make me gay?" "Michale when we're here like this please call me Richard or Dick. Here we're more like friends, friends that share the most hidden parts of ourselves. I asked you to be 100% honest and I will do the same for you. If I decide to answer your questions I too will also be 100% honest. However there maybe some things I many not answer at all. Does that sound like a fair deal?" I waited for him to answer and after he nodded I answered his question as well as I could. "Michale, your mind and body will choose your sexuality naturally. It's okay to try a little of this and a little of that. How else would you know what is right for you. Despite what your friends say most have experiment with others of their same sex first. Young boys like you often find other boys more interesting because you spend most of your time in the company of other boys. However, for many that tends to change over time. Some find girls more attractive, some find pleasure only in the company of other men and others find the lines of sexual intimacy fluid and seek out the attention of either sex. It's not important to choose now because as you mature you interests will become very clear to you. Until then you have me to bounce your questions off of. Does that help?" This boy was a thinker. He rolled my words around in his head for a bit. Then looked up and then tested my promise. "Did you first learn about sex with another boy?" Wow, that was unexpected! I looked at his earnest face and knew I had to answer his question. Controlling my embarrassment I looked back at him and just said... "Yes." His silence filled the room and he waited for me to continue. "I was 13 and he was 12 the first time. We were at his house and his mom was gone. At first we started wrestling but soon it turned into a game of who could pants whom first. He won and left me there in only my undies. White Fruit of the Loom boy undies shockingly similar to what you're wearing now." I pointed at his underwear and went on with my story. "The problem was that when he started to pull my pants off I'd gotten hard. Truthfully, I'd gotten hard as we wrestled and let him win just so he could see me hard in my underwear. And he did notice. At first he pointed and laughed making fun of what a perv I was. The more he pointed the more aroused I got. When I couldn't take it any more I pretended to be angry and jumped him. In no time I had 'pants' him too, only to find him as hard in his undies as I was. One thing led to another and we were soon naked and touching." "Really, you did that. And now you're not gay?" Michale was so sweet and honestly direct. I thought of dodging the question. I could have chosen not to answer but if I answered I'd have to be truthful. It was my turn to take a deep breath. As I let it out I answered him but not without testing him first. "I told you I won't judge you or be angry with you as we talk about these things. Will anything I say bother you? Will you be able to hear these answers without judging me?" "I would never judge you... I like you Richard and just like you I promise to protect anything you say to me just like you'll protect my secrets too. It's only fair. Isn't it? Does that sound like a deal?" Smiling down at him I stuck out my hand so we could shake on our agreement. After shaking I decided to answer his question. "Michale, I like both boys and girls but mostly boys. I'm what people call bisexual, omnisexual or pansexual. Do you understand what I'm saying?" The way his eyes rolled let me know I was talking down to him and so I said... "Sorry I was just making sure." "No problem. You know we kids aren't dumb when it comes to sexual stuff. Wait... do you really like both girls and boys? Which do you like best?" I had to smile at his rapid-fire questions. Teasingly I said "Which question do you want me to answer first???" My smile was contagious and as Michale smiled we both giggled. That was when the last of the ice between us melted away. Giving me a hug as he laughed he said, "Answer them all." I gave that bold little brat's bottom a playful little swat as I began to answer as commanded. "First off I know how much I knew about sex when I was young and I think you know more than I did at the same age... So no I don't think you're dumb about sex. From now on I'll leave it up to you to ask when something needs an explanation. Secondly; Yes I do like both boys and girls and to answer your last question completely... I'm far more attracted to men." The last answer hit him physically and he actually twitched. His eyes shifted and glanced to my crotch. It was a passing glance but an obvious one too. "Oh" was all he said to my confessions about sex then after a moment of silence he asked. "How will I decide if I'm straight, gay or pansexual?" Besides being slowed by his term for my bisexuality I thrilled as his natural curiosity tightened the web about him. I had been trying to find the path where he would become a willing participant in his own seduction. Between his questions and the beep of my computer I suddenly had a way. Showing a youngster pornography in order to seduce them must have been used a zillion times before now. However as I thought about it I innately knew it would work here too. I ran my eyes over Michale's frame lingering over the rise of his nipples and the cut of his tummy barely hidden by that tight top. Then I, slowly, let my vision drift lower and traced the line of his cock in those ultra taut shorts. Michale squirmed under my gaze but he bravely stood there letting me do it. "Come over here Michale. I think I might know a way to help you answer your own question. In a way you were already doing it when Karma began to chase that cat. I know a website that hosts a number of videos. Let's login and we'll chose a few videos to watch and see what gets your motor running" Michale's head tilted, broke into a small grin and dutifully he joined me at the desk as I shook the mouse to wake my computer screen. As the screen came to life we saw an "All Files Copied" notification and I suggested we start with the video he was watching when this all began. Besides knowing that video had caused the erection I saw when Karma stripped him I was also hoping to find out who the other kid was. Inside I was betting that I knew the kid. I'm sure I would have seen him around the neighborhood or might even be coaching him right now. As quick as I suggested it Michale dodged the idea by saying... "Could we not look at that now?! Can we start anywhere else? I need to explain some things before you watch that video... Please?" He was really worried about that video and my guess for his reticence was because I might know the boy he was fooling around with in it. His over reaction almost seemed guaranteed that. It was clear Michale didn't want to expose one of his friends to the same gooey mess he now found himself in. Not wanting to ruin this before it started I said, "No problem." With that I typed in the URL for the video site. The logon screen wasn't much to look at but the instant I typed in my password a cascade of thumbnails came up separated by category listings. I was sure Michale had seen porn videos before as all kids today usually find and share a number of work arounds the parental controls on their computers. While he may have seen some insanely sexual things I doubted if he could have seen what this place offered. The categories said it all... They included the mundane headings of; Straight, Gay, Bisexual and Trans. It was the headers below these general ones that were the surprising ones. These includes things like; "Preteen", "Boy's on Boy's", "Young and Old", "Kids doing Kids", "Dad's and Sons", "Mom Teaches" as well as a one or two on bestiality. The last one being something that held no interest for me. As expected Michale read the headers and spun his head towards me. Shocked and grinning like a fool he blurted. "Oh shit! They really have videos of kids too? I thought those were illegal?" Damn this boy was a treasure. His mind worked at a rapid pace and he quickly put voice to his thoughts, whatever they were. Just like the kid he was he ran his eyes over the thumbnails of the videos and kept jumping from one to the other exclaiming... "Let's watch this one." Then he'd say even more excited than before, "No this one, wait this one" as he pointed at the screen. "Whoa, there cowboy slow down." As soon as I said that to him an image of him wearing a cowboy hat and boots and noting else came rushing to my mind. Now that would be a sight. "Let's start here." I clicked on the 'straight' category of legal teens. It was a mix of videos full of teen boys and girls and the screen showed that there were over 243,000 choices in this grouping. Hitting the sort tab I arranged them by most viewed. Hoping these would be the hottest ones. I told him to pick one, only one and we'd start our little test. Not surprisingly he chose a thumbnail showing a thin twinkish boy and an equally thin teen girl. Interestingly, the gal in the preview was almost flat as a board. It was as if Michale knew innately what I liked. For small tits really did it for me too. As far as I was concerned he chose well. The video began in a park with them stealing kisses on a picnic table. A walk home, a closed door, a hand leading a hand to the bedroom and the video took its normal path. Michale moved in front of me. Standing while I sat behind him in a big old leather desk chair. The chair was a huge ancient thing leftover from my dads law office. It came down to me as a gift when he retired. Funny how some things come full circle since this chair held some intimate secrets. With a confident air Michale reached for the mouse, casually brushed my hand away and at the same time leaned back into me. This was perfect. His back pressed into my chest as he wiggled his butt between my legs. Only the seat of the chair kept his tightie white bottom was from nestling into my crotch. As he squirmed and snuggled I released control of the mouse to him. Knowing I'd learn a lot about him this way. Michale clicked through the first video jumping from scene to scene at a rapid pace. He seemed to slow only when the focus of the camera was on the boy. Initially, his choices seemed to confirm that his dominate interest was in boys not girls. He'd watch a bit of the girl giving the boy a BJ but skipped through him eating her and even fast forwarded through them fucking. He'd make a few quick turns towards me here and there as he'd jump thru other 'straight' videos only to do the same skipping. After doing this three or four times I suggested that he choose another category. His head spun towards me as he said... "Okay but can I choose any group and any video?" Then his voice shifted into a whisper, he gave a furtive look about the room and in a conspiratorial whisper he said. "Even the bad illegal ones?" "Sex is never bad Michale as long as it's consensual so as far as I'm concerned nothing is off limits. Watch what interests you." "Really? You'll let me watch anything? What if it's really naughty?" Laughing I gave Mike a tickle and said, "Very often naughty is what makes it more fun. So click on what you want and I'll bet that I'll enjoy it too." His look said more than words and to my surprise he ticked the 'Preteen' category. I thought he'd go right to the 'Gay Young Teens' group. The group that I felt represented his demographic. Looks like he like boys younger than himself. In that way we are very much alike. The screen changed and new thumbnails appeared all of them showing boys and girls somewhere between 8 and 11. Right after entering he immediately went to filters and chose the 'gay' filter. All the thumbnails with girls in 'em disappeared. This was going to be fun and one thing was clear Michale was far too adroit at negotiating his way through the site. It was clear he had visited porn sites before and from his switch to 'Gay' I had a pretty good clue as to what he liked to watch. During that bit of reflection Michale chose a video. Holy fuck that dirty boy picked a video of three boys, two of them around 11 and one maybe 14. Michale had a kinky group sex side. Suddenly, flashes of him, the boy in the video and I naked exploded within my mind. Seeing this interest I added a plan to make him do a threesome, a dirty, nasty, naked threesome. My lust ran rampant and my cock responded accordingly. Images of him and I with another boy or even another man made me shake. Those images left me feeling harder that I could ever remember. I looked at how close Michale's butt was to my rigid cock and had to fight off the desire to press it against his bottom. I wanted this boy well aroused before I went that far so instead I laid a gentle hand on his tee shirt covered shoulder. A simple beginning and one I hoped would not startle him. Michale's attention was so glued to the screen watching the boys kiss that he jumped at my touch. At first I thought I might have gone too far, too fast. However, when his head turned towards me his eyes darted to my hand and then to my face. His languid veiled eyes seemed to darken into a deep Prussian blue and with an inviting smile he tossed me a seductive look. His boldness offering an intimacy I also wanted. I took the cue and reached out my other hand letting it fall onto his hipbone. Compared to my adult hand his waist was so petite, very sexy, slim, and beautifully toned. The stretch from the thumb to the tips of my fingers surrounded nearly one hemisphere of his body. My thumb was on the rise of his butt with my fingers spreading around to midway between his belly button and his sex. It was a mix if cloth covered boy and a few of my fingers touching the bare midriff between tee shirt and underwear. Michale glanced down at my hand, the white clean undies and his obvious arousal tenting his shorts. My hand was barely an inch away from the tip of his risen penis. Together we watched as I gently began to caress him. Damn, I wanted him naked! Both of us waiting for my hand to touch his cock. The boys in the video were still kissing. Somewhere in the short time we turned away one of the boys had lost his shirt. The two bigger boys were focusing all their attention on the smaller one. Both of them kissing his lips, neck, cheeks, ears, his nipples and then working in unison they fumbled through unbuckling his jeans. Both Mike and I couldn't take or eyes off the screen as the bigger boys stripped the smaller one. The big boys remained dressed while they made their buddy naked. Wow, what an image. Michale couldn't remain still. He kept wiggling and rolling his legs around. I could see how the tightie whities had his erection trapped and twisted. He was struggling to adjust himself without being overtly obvious. I leaned forward and let my breath out on the little hairs of his neck and teasingly asked him. "A little uncomfortable there Michale?" Goose bumps rose as he stretched out his neck offering its length to me. I leaned in and kiss it hearing him moan. Turning around he bashfully glanced down to the tight undies he had on drawing my attention to his trapped, twisted and erect cock. Letting out a friendly giggle I looked down adding... "Ha, that thing sure looks hard and it's easy to see why you're squirming. Would it be alright if I helped you adjust yourself?" A beguiling little smile graced his face and with his eyes looking deep into mine he nodded. What a perfect start! I reached down and pinched at the elastic to the undies. Capturing it between thumb and forefinger I pulled it away from his body. Playfully I leaned forward, craned my head and peered into them making a scene out of looking at his treasures. Both of our grins widened as he waited to see what I was going to do next. I had thought I'd deny myself this thrill for as long as possible drawing this first time out as long as we could. I didn't have the will power to do it. Heartbeats after looking in to his underwear and seeing the root of his cock I knew I had to touch. Twisting my hand around palm side to his body I caressed his belly all the way down and into his tented shorts. The boy wasn't anywhere near a fist full so I took his shaft between thumb and forefinger working it free. As it hardened his cock had gotten caught in the fly of the BVDs. Lucky for me it took a bit of work to free it from the confines of his undies. I giggled inwardly as I thought of this as a catch and release moment. He was wonderfully hard, warm and so alive. I didn't need to touch his balls to free his dick but I did it any way. And, all through this Michale kept letting out little moans of pleasure. My fantasies were never this good. There was so little room in the over tight undies I had given him. Even for his small package. Carefully I eased the band of elastic over his cock letting it stand proud. It stuck straight up. As we both looked down at his tool I wiggled the shorts off his hip, down his legs and then all the way off his. Bare bottom and naked tool it was difficult to decide where to focus. A second or two passed as we both watched his dick pulse to his beating heart. When he looked back into my eyes I looked back at him with an insatiable hunger. Grabbing the tee I pulled it off as a humorous thought shot into my head and out my mouth. "Weren't you naked like this just a few minutes ago." Bantering back Michale said. "Well not exactly like this!" As his hands indicated his raging hard on. Exactly like in the video the small boy was naked while his soon to be lover or lovers were dressed. There was something intensely erotic about this and it hung between us real, thick and sensual. With an elfin smile he impishly spun back to the computer and clicked forward a bit. Finding a scene that suited him. Along the way he had grasped hold of my hand and brought it around him placing in on his chest. He advanced the video far into its action to where all the boys had gotten naked. We both drew in the look, shape and dangle of their equipment. They were so arousing, smooth, erect and horny in the way curious boys can be. Together we watched their action as I my toyed with Mike's nipples. Precociously, Michale took hold of my hand and guided it downward. As soon as he felt it moving on its own he released it and went back to the mouse. I barely noticed what he was doing with the computer because I was looking over his shoulder and down at his member as my hand approached his sex. I scooped his balls encircling both of them and his cock too in my hand. He began a rocking motion making his cock brush against the palm of my hand as his disjointed moans fill the space around us. He wiggled his butt back between my spread open knees till the chair stopped him. Again more moans but this one tinged with disappointment because his bare backside didn't nestle into my crotch. He wanted the contact as much or perhaps even more than I did. I shifted my touch, scooted back into the chair as far as I could. Then lifted him into the small space between my legs. I don't know what I expected, sure he was small for his age, matching the average size of the boys I coached but he was more solid and toned. Guess two years makes a lot of difference in muscle denseness. Grinning about his smaller 'boy bits' I mentally added 'well in some muscles anyway'. As it was we managed to make enough room to pull his butt into contact with my larger pants covered 'man bits'. His firm butt pressed into my erection and I hoped he could feel how hard he had made me. One of my arms hugged him closer while the other went right back to between his legs. A burning image of us naked, him sitting astride my lap, his back to my chest coursed through me. I had him pulled tight against me with my cock rising up between his legs, his ball sack against my shaft and his smaller member resting against mine. This way the tips of our cocks were at the same height and touching. I was so lost in my daydream that I hadn't paid a bit of attention to what this kid had chosen to watch. My whole body flushed hotter when I did look at the video that now held his attention. This boy's hunger and curiosity were perfectly, wickedly, warped. It was as if our minds while separate and apart thought about the same things most of the time. His chosen video was of a man and two boys. The man in the video was around my age, trim, healthy, with a fine downy coat of chest hair. The boys were similar to him young, smooth and obviously aroused. Hard dicks were everywhere. Suddenly, I had the strangest feeling that I wasn't seducing him rather it was he who was seducing me. It really didn't matter and I knew right then he was going to be my new toy. And more than that I knew, considering how enthralled he was with the video, that he'd engineer a way to create the threesome I had only wished for. I let him watch noting what made him squirm and he backed up the video so he could see the man spewing his cum over both boys for the second time. I leaned close to his ear and whispered while stroking his cock... "It seems that you like cum Michale. Is that what turns you on? Getting covered in a man's goo? Feeling dirty and slick as his jizz marks you? Tell me Michale can you cum like that or are your orgasms still dry?" Just as I was wrong about who was seducing whom I was now wrong about who was in control here. That twisted boy turned around kneeling on the small bit of chair facing me with his cock pointing right at me as he said... "You want to know if I can shoot? How about we find out." Looking down at his cock he found one of my hands and brought it to his shaft, challenging... "Well?" as I hesitated. His boldness actually knocked me off my tracks but only for an instant. My eyes hooded as my tongue wet my lips and my fingers found his tube. Expertly, after all I've been doing this for almost thirty years albeit mostly on my own member. I began milking this lad. "Ouch, not so rough." Came Mike's demand and I eased my grip as my other hand went to his balls. Encircling them I gave them a gentle tug just to remind him I was in control. His face was priceless! It went from shock at my initial tug, to a hint of anger that I would do it, to pure lust as I eased the pull and turned it into caresses. His moans began again but this time turned into a sexy growl. My eyes dept running over him relishing all I could see. The set of his shoulders, the smooth hairless chest, tummy and play parts and the longer I looked my hunger grew. I did want to see if he could shoot but I wanted other things more and slipped my hands around his rib cage. Lifting him this way I planted his feet on the chair between my legs, which put his cock, and balls at my face level. A great meal starts with the eyes and I filled them with the shape, color and lay of his nuts and the firmness of his tool. I was a lucky man because Michale was truly beautiful. His hands found my shoulders for balanced on the unstable chair. He looked down at his cock then to my face and that erotic imp leaned forward and rubbed his cock over my face. At first he recoiling from the roughness of my beard and then adjusted so it hit more forgiving places. I felt the cool, tacky wetness of youthful precum. Fuck! That sent my blood pressure even higher. Precocious as he was he didn't wait for me to open my mouth. In earnest he evilly ground his cock over my lips. His hardness was acting as a sensual pry bar forcing my mouth to open to him. He watched his cocks every movement from above me and as soon my mouth opened he pushed himself inside. His needy penetration and the upright angle of his erection drove his rigid member into the soft palate of the roof of my mouth. His hips pumped and his penis jabbed. I loved his demanding need and wondered where it would take us... What kind of things would he dream up if he allowed his lust to run rampant. With those wonderings I gave in to my cravings and began to suck. My lips formed around his perfect, little shaft as my tongue teased his glans. Something I'd done a million times in my fantasies. This was so much better than fantasy, the warmth, the scent, the shear fact that this prick was part of a living, sexually hungry boy had me beyond hard. I was vividly aware of my own confined, insistent, hardness but endured it to focus on the prize in my mouth. Two hands closed on clumps of my hair as Michale took control of my head. His ardor had him in a frenzy and he was face fucking me with wild abandoned. Using me to get off and I loved it. His thrusting was passionate, insistent and unchecked. As he rushed towards his release I mentally bemoaned the fact that I would miss seeing if sperm would erupt from his little slit. His pace continued to quicken and he'd let out a little frustrated moan every time the sensitive part of his dick lost the contact and friction it needed. His peak was coming and as my heart pounded hoping he'd pop in a full wet cum he yanked my head backwards by my hair. The pain of his pulling my hair only heightened my arousal. He yanked his cock out of my mouth and let go of my hair with one hand. Then grabbed his shaft with the other and pumped furiously. He was on the edge and it took only a few strokes. His face contorted into a leering, twisted sexual grimace as he jeered... "You wanted to know if I could shoot jizz. Here's your answer." I was getting all I wished for and more. His slit opened and out shot ropes of creamy cum. I got to watch him erupt and then blink as his ejaculate hit my face. That fucking dirty boy was cuming all over my face and doing it intentionally. He erupted over and over again. His cock might have been small but his cum wasn't. My hands slipped down to his ass. As he hit me with maybe the fourth or fifth spew my fingers pried his cheeks apart and I found his sphincter with the tip of a finger. Menacingly I poked it hard and his only reaction was a forceful backwards push as his squealed groans filled the room. This little shit had been fucked before and he liked it. My dick twitched as I wondered if he would be able to handle my cock. Not that I was massive but compared to his cock and the size of his body I was indeed threatening. Sudden footsteps on the ceiling above us tore us from our pleasure. I hurriedly grabbed for a tissue to wipe my face. My son stomped as he walked and luckily his youthful footsteps headed for the bathroom. The squeak of hinges and the door slamming meant we had a few precious minutes before this part of our adventure ended. One tissue wasn't enough. I reached out to wipe the cum off the end of Michale's dripping tool. With a lewd smirk he pulled his penis back, shook his head and when my eyes met his he commanded... "Clean it up with your mouth!" My untouched cock throbbed in my pants. Michale was exactly the boy I'd always hoped to meet. Keeping an ear out for sounds of Kurt coming down the steps I did as I was told. Licking the mix of precum and cum from the tip of his spout. I measured the taste finding him as savory as I hoped. Unnecessarily, I also licked his balls and body too. They didn't have any drops of cum on 'em I just wanted to lick them. Pulling away I checked my work planning to let the boy get dressed before my son decided to wander in. Everything came to a stop as Michale said... "I've never seen a grown man with an erection in real life. I want to see yours better yet I want to see you naked." Is this kid nuts? We couldn't do this. Could we? Damn, I was stuck in the middle of wanting to strip for my new boy and worrying about getting caught by my son upstairs. That slowed me for only a second. Tossing worry aside I began to do the same with my clothes. Michale wanted to see me naked and I wanted to show off too. Weird thoughts rang in my head about what I'd say if Kurt caught us. As quickly as I thought that I also wondered if Kurt had begun his own sexual exploration. I made a mental note to keep an eye on him to see if I could tell and unnecessarily added in my own mind... a parental kind of eye. My body's reaction to the notion of Kurt's sexuality, interested, alarmed, and disgusted me all at the same time. What was I thinking? This was my son after all. Doing my best to push that out of my mind I forced myself into focusing all my attention on the naked boy in front of me. I was undressing for Michale and this wasn't... didn't have anything to do with my son. Keeping my mind from wandering down forbidden paths I went back to my stripping. It wasn't a slow strip tease of seduction but it wasn't rushed either. First my shirt, then socks, shoes and sweat pants leaving me in my boxer briefs... As fate had it I had picked out the red ones to wear today. After a couple washings they had faded winding up closer to a deep pink than a red and because of that I loved wearing them. It was a way for me to appear straight on the outside when dressed but feel gay underneath. "Wow, you're wearing pink undies." "Red I corrected Michale." Secretly loving his shock. The tightness of my briefs hid little. It showed a man's erect penis highlighted in shocking pink. While Mike's cock flagged his eyes showed all the interest and desire I could have hoped for. I didn't waste time fondling myself within the briefs and instead I slipped my thumbs into the waistband and stretched them over the tip of my hardon and pushed them down my leg and off. I stood there bold, naked and wildly hard looking my nude young friend over from head to toes. Damn he was so insanely good looking! All of what I was feeling was reflected in how rigid I was. Seconds passed and my smile kept growing waiting for him to react. As it was he just stared at my cock. What a fucking hot thing that was. Almost in slow motion his hand came up. It hesitatingly he reached out, stopped, and then he looked up at me like he was asking for permission to touch it. I guess it was my smile or look of pure lust but his eyes shifted back to my groin and he did touch me. Not since I was a kid in my first days of exploration with a buddy had someone's touch been so amazing. I dreamed of this for so long, knowing how wrong the world considered it and, knowing because of that it would never happen. Yet, it was happening and I gave myself over to it completely! Having tasted this forbidden fruit I knew I would eat it again and again. Eat him and any friend he could bring by. I was past the point of no return and didn't give a rats ass about consequences. Michale's hand closed around my shaft, squeezing and testing. He did this over the entire length of my shaft finally making it to the head. That he squeezed and rubbed milking drops and strands of precum from the tip. Shamelessly he ran his forefinger through the oily ooze and boldly looking up at me he brought that finger to his mouth. His tongue teased out licking his finger clean all the while staring up at me. This whole afternoon had me so close that I almost let loose right then. Barely able to concentrate on what Michale was doing and keep an ear out for Kurt's approach I fully expected we'd be caught. The sound of running water changed that. Kurt was going to take a shower so I had the time to do what Michale had done to me. I turned all of my attention to Michale's manipulation of my jewels. Curiously, the boy's face flashed a hint of disappointment. Could he have wanted Kurt to catch us? Did he want the thrill of claiming both father and son at the same time? Images of someone getting spit roasted flashed. Again, I tried to scrub those kind of thoughts from my mind and concentrated solely on Michale. Michale most certainly knew his way around a cock. I closed my eyes to concentrate on his experienced and thrilling manipulation. He stroked the length of my shaft shifting its direction and angle as he placed my balls in the palm of his free hand, cupping and hefting them. He tested their weight. Michale kept toying with my bits sending my arousal higher and higher. I was desperate for him to put my hard cock into his moist warm mouth. He teased and waited until I opened my eyes and looked down at him. That was when he guided it to his mouth. That little shit wanted me to watch as he let my cock penetrate his mouth. It was all I could do to keep from jamming it down his throat! While I fantasized about doing just that my eyes rolled closed again tingling at the feel of his mouth and tongue. His tongue wound under and around the head sliding under the ridge of my crown while pressing into my shaft. More and more of my cock disappeared. This was becoming the best blowjob of my life. It seemed like my entire shaft was nestled in a warm wet cocoon... His moist cocoon. The image of how this boy had learned to do this boiled within me leaving me stiffer and closer to cuming. Michale could tell and really sucked, sliding up and down my shaft while teasing my nuts. Just when I didn't think he could make this any hotter his mouth left my member. It stood out in the office light shiny and slick. His hand went to my shaft and started to pump as he cooed. "Fuck you're hard Coach. Where else do you want to put this thing?" Wiggling my cock as he said that. "Do you fuck boys with it Coach? Have you bent a boy over and pushed this thing into him? Do you want to do that to me?" His dirty talk sent jolts through me. "Now that we're closer friends... I wonder what should I call you... to remind you of this later? Maybe Coach or Richard or maybe just Dick. Hummm, Dick seems right and it does have a nice ring doesn't it? Do you want to know another secret Dick?" This time he licked the tip of my dick making eye contact with me before he added... "I know your dick will fit inside my ass Dick. I want you to fuck me Dick." Holy crap his toying and talk had me on the edge. "I know you will fit because I've done that before and his was bigger than you." My mind pictured him with a bigger boner entering his ass. He said that he had never seen a grown man with an erection. Did that mean he had lied or could one of his buddies be that endowed? Wicked, forbidden images flashed into my mind of his dad bending him over and fucking him. Where did that thought come from? I should be disgusted to even think of such things but right then I started cuming. My release was sensationally erotic and completely dirty. I knew my groans were too loud but I couldn't keep from letting them out. My eyes had closed but after the first squirt they rolled open. He was aiming my tip at his open mouth and as I shot he caught some of it on his face as some wound up in his mouth. There was no end to how this kid could turn me on and taking control of my own erection I finished spewing my load but this time over his body. Making sure some of my cum dripped over his cock! Lost in a mind-blowing orgasm I kept milking my shaft well after I had expelled everything. I didn't know what to expect from Michale but that imp just grinned and slowly blinked his sexy eyes at me. My cum was all over him and that made me feel like I owned him. I had my way with him now and I'd have my way with him later. When I did I'd make him do nasty depraved things. Usually, after ejaculating my breathing would slow as my heart rate declined but not this time. His talk and my imaginings had both my heart and arousal racing. I remained mostly hard too. As I came back down to Earth I realize with a start that somewhere in our play the sound of running water had disappeared. Where was Kurt? In a near panic I checked the office door and began to relax until I noticed that it was slightly ajar. Crap, could we have left it that way? Hurriedly I grabbed my shirt and used that to wipe Michale, then my dripping prick just before rushing to dress. Sensing my urgency Michale too hastily dressed as he smirked at my guilty looks. Know my fear that evil kid teased... "Do you think Kurt saw us?" Something was off in how he delivered that line and I squinted at him trying to decipher his hidden message. My guilty conscious kept turning the meaning of that line into 'he had caught us'. A cold sweat swept over me as I said to Michale. "I hope he didn't catch us. How could I explain this to him if he did?" Full on parental remorse filled me. What had I done? I could have ruined everything between Kurt and myself if he had seen Michale and I together. I was torn between enjoyment and guilt. Everything I had done with Michale I had loved and still planned to do more but I'd have to be many times more careful. Yet every time I thought of getting caught by my son it twisted my insides adding to my cold sweat. I heaved a heavy sigh and planned to find a way to check if Kurt had caught us. Turning towards Michale to usher him and Karma on their way that damned boy shocked me one last time before he left. The bastard threw his arms around my neck, pulled me to him and kissed me. A deep passionate kiss filled with the taste of my own cum. Spent, guilty and with a mind racing on what I'd say to Kurt I crazily felt my prurient interests renew. Could I get hard again this quickly? Pushing that thought from my mind I kiss Michale back and then said to him. "You'd better get moving before Kurt does catch us. If you stay I won't be able to keep my hands off of you." I kissed him one last time, stuck my tongue into his mouth and playfully smacked his bottom to get him moving. His giggles echoed around the room. I went to the door peaked into the hall and waved Michale on ward. He kissed me again. This time on the cheek as he left and tried to sooth away my fears by saying. "Don't worry Coach. Kurt will be fine and even if he did see something remember... All boys are in a hurry to find out about sex. Heck I'd be surprised if he hasn't experimented already." Kurt experimenting? He was 12 and maturing. So had he been discovering his sexually and had I missed the missed the signs? Could I possibly be that clueless or naïve? Lost in thought I babbled an inane question at Michale. "Do you think he has?" A funny look passed over Michale's face as he answered. "What do you think? I know I started playing with my friends when I was only 10. And you were how old when you started? Get a grip old man it's the way of life. You already know this. So what if he has?" Of course Michale was right. And wait, what the fuck... 'ol man'? The last bit I said out loud making Michale bust out into a laugh. He hooked up Karma's leash, grabbed his phone and lastly added me to his contacts. Moving towards the door he had a last request asking a favor of me. "Richard would you do something for me...?" He used the formal version of my name and said that so earnestly that I couldn't say no. So I nodded. "Don't look at what you copied from my phone until the next time we're together. Promise?" Torn between honoring his wishes or lying about it and then doing it anyways entered my mind. Instead I did promise that I wouldn't look until then and actually meant it... The door closed behind him and spent though I was I couldn't keep from thinking about the next time. As Michale walked away I added two things to my to do list; number one was to subtly find out if Kurt had caught us and second was to find out if he was sexually active too...