Date: Tue, 05 Oct 2021 18:38:33 +0000
From: Neil <bobberlin1@protonmail.com>
Subject: McGregor & Sons-Chapter 1 (Revised)

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This story contains descriptions of intergenerational family members
engaging in consensual sexual behavior. If you are a minor or you are
offended by material such as this, please refrain from reading any
further.

The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to incidents or
people, alive or dead, is purely coincidental. It is all merely a fantasy
and should only be regarded as such.

**********

Joseph McGregor was sweating profusely as he worked tirelessly outside in
the golden fields of his farm. It would go down in the books as one of
the hottest days on record in 1967, and with harvest time being just
around the corner, he had been working hard all morning tending to his
crops.

Joe had lived his entire life in rural Iowa on his family farm. Being the
oldest of four children, he had inherited the land from his father when
he died.

At thirty-seven, Joe was a strong, strapping man, standing at 6ft1 inches
tall. With black hair, crystal blue eyes, and a ruggedly charming
demeanor, he was a handsome specimen of his Scottish-Scandinavian
heritage.

Sitting atop his tractor, wearing only overalls, boots, and a Fedora, Joe
looked more like a man who would be up on a movie screen instead of on a
piece of farm equipment.

A widower, Joe had lost his wife eleven years ago when she died giving
birth to their last child. Though their relationship had been flawed and
tumultuous at times, in his heart, he had always thanked her for giving
him the gift of his three beautiful sons.

Joseph Jr, or just Junior as his family affectionately referred to him,
was the spitting image of his father. At sixteen, he was a tall young man
standing at 6 ft, with a lean, muscular frame and a gentle disposition.
Like Joe, Junior had the same black hair and blue eyes, and he was just
as handsome.

Joe's second born son, Patrick, was thirteen. At 5'7, he was an athletic
boy who loved to play baseball. With his trim, toned body and wavy, brown
hair and warm brown eyes, Patrick was a handsome, rough and tumble
addition to his
family of males.

Last but not least was Joe's youngest son, Aiden. At eleven years old,
Aiden was only 4ft8 inches tall, with a small, thin frame. His hair was a
curly, vibrant shade of red, and he had the same blue eyes his father and
oldest brother had. Being the most shy and sensitive of all his sons, Joe
couldn't help but feel especially protective of his youngest child.

On this particularly warm summer day, Joe, Junior, and Patrick had awoken
early so that they could get a jump start on their work day. Realizing
how hot it was getting, he had allowed his oldest son to go back to the
house for the cannister of water he had forgotten to bring with him.

When thirty minutes had passed and his son hadn't returned, Joseph had
gone to look for him. While walking back to the house, he removed his hat
and wiped his brow. Making the decision to go naked under his overalls
that morning had been a wise one.

Walking through the foyer of his house, Joe let the screen door slam shut
behind him. "Junior!" No response. He took a few steps into the dining
room, expecting to see his youngest son working in the kitchen. "Aiden!"

Just then, he heard the faint sound of music. As he moved towards the
staircase, the sound began to get louder. Climbing the stairs to the
second floor, he began to hear the music more clearly.

When he got upstairs, he recognized the song. His oldest son loved that
brash rock and roll, a genre of music that Joe had no love for.

Noticing the door to his oldest son's bedroom was ajar, Joe was instantly
annoyed. Junior knew there was a lot of work to be done, and Joe didn't
appreciate him acting like a ne'er-do-well.

Opening the door to his son's bedroom, Joe suddenly stopped himself. As
he paused to peer closer into the room he saw his oldest son crouching
down on his haunches with his overalls wrapped around his ankles and
boots; his nude, tanned body completely exposed as he quickly stroked his
hard cock.

The second thing he saw was his youngest son lying stark naked on the
bed, holding his legs open for his big brother. Junior had
his mouth wrapped firmly around little Aiden's dick.

Joe watched quietly as Junior wantonly sucked on Aiden's pre-adolescent
cock. Aiden's little pink nipples hardened as his brother pleasured him
with his mouth. Joe couldn't help but stand hypnotized as he watched his
two sons have sex.

When Junior moved his mouth down to lick Aiden's hole, Joe watched him
closely. Feeling lustful, Joe let the straps of his overalls fall off his
shoulders, allowing them to drop down to his feet.

Now naked from his ankles up, he began to masturbate as he watched his
son please his brother, sexually.

As he stroked himself, he started to think back fondly on how he and his
boys had come to be the carnal clan of males that they currently were.

**********

Growing up, Joe had been raised by two very liberal minded and
affectionate parents. He remembered that as a child, it wasn't unusual
for his entire family to walk around in the nude all the time; only
putting clothes on when they had company or left the house.

Wanting their children to bond and be close, Joe's parents had encouraged
their three sons and one daughter not to be afraid of exploring each
others bodies. Also wanting to stress consent, the McGregor's taught
their kids that it was okay for them to touch each other as long as they
all respected each others feelings and boundaries.

Joe loved his family and he had thoroughly enjoyed the sexual
relationship he had shared with all of them. Wanting his own kids to
experience the same open and free lifestyle he did, he knew that when the
time came for him to have his own family, he would raise them in the
exact same manner.

Joe had known his wife, Doris, since he was fourteen and she was twelve.
In high school, he had flirted with her constantly until finally she had
given in to his advances.

Though Doris didn't care about Joe as much as he cared for her, she knew
his family had a little money from farming. Knowing he would inherit land
from his father someday, she agreed to marry him after she graduated.

At first, Joe and Doris's relationship had been a relatively happy one.
But over the course of time, Doris had begun to resent being a housewife
and mother. This led her to be abusive towards Joe, and caused her to
pull away from their children.

Though Joe was sad when Doris died giving birth to Aiden, he couldn't
help but feel as though he had been given a chance to start over.
Swearing that he'd never get remarried, he decided to raise his three
boys alone and according to his own family traditions.

Like his parents, Joe had never forced his boys to do anything they
didn't want to do. Like his parents before him, he let his sons know that
it was okay if they got horny and wanted to touch or be touched by each
other.

He remembered a time when all his boys were still quite young. It had
been a hot summer day and all of them had been outside, naked, running
through the lawn sprinkler.

During their time having fun in the water, Junior, then twelve years old,
unexpectedly had run into the house without explanation. Realizing
something was wrong, Joe told Patrick to watch his little brother, then
went inside after his oldest son.

Finding his son hiding in his bedroom closet, Joe spoke gently to him
through the door. "Junior, you alright?"

Joe heard a faint voice. "I'm not sure dad."

Joe was puzzled, but continued to talk softly to his boy. "Sweetheart,
why don't you come out of there so when can discuss this."

Slowly, the closet door opened. When Junior stepped out, Joe saw his
son's hands were cupped around his privates.

Joe gently addressed his son. "Can I see, buddy?"

Timidly, Junior nodded, then moved his hands to his sides.

Joe immediately understood what was happening. Junior's twelve year old
cock was not only standing at full attention, but there was a little drop
of precum oozing out of it as
well.

Joe thought it was so cute that his boy was embarrassed about having a
hard on and feeling excited. "Ah, kiddo this is great! It just means
you're growing up."

Junior looked at his father, desperately wanting his reassurance. "It
does?"

Joe nodded excitedly. "Yeah! Every boy goes through this. Even your old
dad did when he was your age. This is normal, son."

Joe saw the expression on Junior's face instantly get brighter.

"This is nothing to be ashamed about. Now why don't we go back outside
and join your brothers.
Then tonight, when they're asleep, you come to my room and I'll teach you
how to make it feel good, okay?"

"Okay dad." Said Junior, smiling.

Joe smiled back at his son, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

Later on that night, Joe was reading a book in bed when he heard a quiet
knock on his door. "Come in," he said as he put his book away.

Sheepishly, Junior walked through the door. To his father's delight, he
was already naked. Underneath his blanket, Joe was also naked.

"Come on over, buddy." Said Joe, tapping the mattress with his hand.

Excitedly, Junior jumped in bed with his father. Reaching into his
nightstand, Joe retrieved a jar of Vaseline. Pushing the bed sheet down,
Joe
exposed his genitals to his son as he placed his arm around him.

After he dipped his fingers into the jar, he rubbed the petroleum jelly
over the bulbous head of his cock. "See Junior, then you spread it all
over your dick. After that, you stroke it up and down with your fingers."

Junior watched closely as his father played with himself. Fascinated, he
watched his dad stroke his long, thick, glistening cock as he felt his
own dick begin to harden.

"Okay, now you try." Said Joe.

Junior did exactly as his father had done. He put the Vaseline all over
his dick then began to stroke it up and down. Joe smiled as he watched
his son jerk off with him in unison.

"There you go," Joe said softly to his son. "Now you're getting it."

Junior, now leaning into his fathers chest, continued to play with his
dick while Joe gently stroked his bare shoulder.

"Buddy, I wanna try something, but it means I'm gonna touch you down
there. Is that okay?" Asked Joe.

Junior looked up at his father with affection, "It's okay, dad."

Using his hands, Joe had his son spread his legs a little wider. Gently,
he reached down to massage his son's balls. Almost instantly, Junior's
entire body was covered with goosebumps. Joe was pleased by how
comfortable his son was with his touch.

Joe could hear his son's breathing get louder and heavier. He watched
wantonly as Junior stroked his dick faster and faster, his belly muscles
contracting and relaxing.

Suddenly, Junior made a request that surprised his father. "Dad, will you
stroke me now?"

Joe was surprised. He hadn't counted on his twelve year old son to ask
him to jerk him off.

"You bet I can." He responded.

Joe reached over, taking his son's penis in his hand. His hand was so
large compared to Junior's cock that his palm covered his entire member.

As Joe began to stroke Junior, the boy crouched down. Junior was in
ecstasy as he felt the warm grip of his fathers hand on his dick. Slowly,
the boys legs began to flex and his toes began to point as he got closer
to orgasm.

"Dad!" He said breathlessly. This was the only word Junior could spit out
before a small fountain of jizz shot out from the slit of his young cock.

"That's it, buddy! Just let it go." Joe felt his son's naked body tense
up as he shot his load, then slowly relax after he came.

Noticing that his son had gotten jizz on his hand, Joe brought his
knuckles up to his mouth, tasting his son's cum for the first time.

Junior looked at his father amused. "What are you doing, dad?"

Joe smiled at his boy. "I'm tasting your cream."

Junior shot his father a curious look. "What's it taste like?"

Joe put his fingertip on Junior's pubic area where a small pool of his
cum had gathered.
Looking down, he noticed his son's small patch of black pubic hair was
just starting to fill in.

Joe brought his finger up to his son's lips. At first, Junior looked at
his father apprehensively.

"Junior, you don't have to try it if you
don't want to." Said Joe.

Always wanting to be just like his father, Junior wrapped his lips around
Joe's finger. Joe watched his son's nose wrinkle the moment he tasted his
own cum.

"Doesn't taste like cream to me." Said Junior.

Joe laughed as he affectionately hugged his boy. Junior exuberantly
hugged his father back.

A minute later, Junior made another request. "Dad, can I watch you cum
now?"

Wanting to please his son, as well as wanting to get off, he happily
agreed.

"Okay, but can I ask you a favor too?"

"Sure dad, what is it?"

"Will you put your penis in my mouth when I do it?"

Junior smiled. He loved it when his dad touched him because it always
felt so good, especially when he touched his private's. "Okay dad."

Joe excitedly put more Vaseline on his cock. Having his son stand up on
the bed, he took Junior's young cock in his mouth.

Joe was in heaven. His boy's cock tasted so good in-between his lips. As
excited as he was getting, he knew he wouldn't be able to hold out
long. Sucking greedily on Junior's member, he methodically began to milk
the cum from his cock.

Aahh-aahh!" Cried Joe.

Junior watched his father's muscular body tense up just before he sprayed
his cock juice on his legs. Junior was astonished by the flood of jizz
that shot out of his father's dick.

"Wow, dad!" Junior swiped his finger through the cum that was running
down his knee and held it up to his dad's lips.

Joe laughed. Looking directly in his son's eyes, he wrapped his lips
around Junior's fingers and started to suck, making sure not to miss a
drop.

"Mmmm," Joe said, jokingly. Both he and his son couldn't help but giggle
as they shared the moment.

Joe wrapped his arms around his son as he stood on his bed. Hugging him
loosely with his arms, Joe began to pepper his smooth stomach with
kisses. Junior responded by hugging his fathers head.

"I love you, Junior," said Joe, looking up at his son.

"I love you too, dad." Junior responded.

**********

Back in the present time, Joe continued to jerk off, secretly watching
his two son's please each other sexually.

Rising up from between Aiden's legs, Junior gently crawled up on top of
him. With his little brother lying underneath him, Junior began to softly
kiss Aiden's mouth.

Joe couldn't help but notice the bond that existed between his two sons.
Junior, wanting to be his little brother's protector, was always so
tender and sweet to him. Aiden had always looked up to his big brother,
almost as much as he looked up to his father.

"Aiden, are sure you want me to do this? I mean, I don't want to hurt
you." Said Junior.

At first, Joe wasn't exactly sure what his son was talking about, until
he saw the jar of Vaseline on the floor.

"But I want to, Junior." Replied Aiden.

Joe watched as his oldest son anxiously rubbed the head of his rigid,
glistening cock against his little brothers boy hole.

Contemplating on whether or not he should step into the room, Joe decided
to watch the two of them for a few seconds more before he made up his
mind.

**********

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