My sons boyfriend Kurt

 

My son's boyfriend Kurt (part1)

 

First time writer. Usual disclaimers apply. If you're not of legal age to read this story please don't, this story depicts sexual acts including consensual intergenerational relationships and incest if that offends you this is not for you.

 

Hello, my name is Jack Donald, I'm 36 and I have the perfect suburban life. My wife Kate works as a kindergarten teacher, and we have two sons Tom (12) and Brady (10). Since Covid I've been working from home so I've taken a more active role on parenting, and I can say my kids are my pride and joy; Tom is a little more independent, but he is a great kid, smart, generous, and funny, he just hit puberty but hasn't quite hit his growing spurt, he has blonde curly hair and blue eyes, and Braddy is the family jokester, always laughing and playing around.

 

This summer Tom has been spending an awful lot of time out with his friends. I thought nothing of it at first, but something started to seem strange to me a couple of weeks ago when I was leaving the grocery store and I saw the group of friends he usually hangs out with, and he wasn't with them. I asked him and he just told me maybe I didn't see him, and he was in the bathroom or something, so I decided to ask around. All of the parents of his friends said that the kids came to their houses to spend the days playing video games or in the pools, but Tom was never there. Also Tom had never asked to invite any of his friends over to our house, not even for a sleep over. Where was he going all day?

 

I decided to follow him and uncover the mystery. Today, Brady was at a friend's house and Kate was at the kindergarten, so I was alone, Tom left the house around ten as he does most days and, as he was leaving through the front door I sneaked around the back and cautiously followed him at a safe distance. He was on bike, so I had to take the car which made it harder for him to recognize me and for me to follow him as he biked around the neighborhood. Around fifteen minutes later he stopped in front of a house that was unfamiliar to me. It was a small house, with a front garden, some bushes and a fence.

 

I parked my car and went to the house; I didn't know whether to knock or try to burst in. I had taught my kids not to talk to strangers, much less go into their homes, but how could I know this was a strangers house? Just because I had never been here didn't mean it wasn't one of his friends' homes. Still I felt icky about it. I decided to check the mailbox to see if I could identify the mystery person. There was a letter addressed to Kurt Richardson. That was strange. Kurt was the PE teacher in the elementary school, and I knew him well, he was quite a macho type 6ft 6, jacked, always being condescending and arrogant to the parents but the kids worshiped him. Knowing who he was put me a little at ease but what the hell was Tom doing with him in his house?

 

I heard a noise and realized one of the windows must've been open, so I decided to take a peek, but I wasn't ready for what I saw inside. There he was, lying on the floor, naked, with his ass up in the air being railed by the PE teacher, my son. His head was turned backwards towards me as he was looking back at Kurt and moaning like a little whore, but I recognized his blonde curls bouncing franticly at the speed of the power fuck he was being given. Kurt was grabbing him by his tiny hips, his hands were big enough to grab his entire waist and was groaning with pleasure. He looked like a Greek god, his abs, his pecs, his arms, all his physique was so big and muscled, he was tan and had dark chestnut eyes with hazel hair that now fell over his forehead as he continued to plow my boy.

 

I was beyond stunned. I didn't know what to do or how to feel. Was I angry, was I sad, was I horny? Should I call the police? I was petrified as I stood there watching the most intense fuck of my life. Maybe my brain didn't know how to react to this shocking image, but my dick certainly did: it sprung to life almost immediately with the hardest erection I think I've ever had. The rest of my body was immobile, but my cock was throbbing in my shorts.

 

I guess a few minutes of this went by when Kurt moved his hair out of his face pushing it back with his hand and, in doing so, he looked up and saw me staring out the window. He looked confused for a second and stopped fucking my son but then he smirked devilishly, took most of his cock out of my son, looked me right in the eyes and rammed it back in with a loud moan. I was so turned on I involuntarily moaned as well and felt my pelvis move almost as if I was the one being rammed myself. I looked down and realized why Kurt wasn't fazed by my presence, my shorts were tenting so much it was obvious I was enjoying the show; God there was even a pre-cum stain in them. I had to leave but I couldn't. I looked at them again: Tom still hadn't realized my presence, but Kurt could not stop looking at me.

 

Without breaking eye contact he lowered his head and whispered something into my son's ear. They both stopped for a moment and stood up. It was the first time I saw Kurt's dick in all it's glory, he was so big, at least ten inches and thick with big balls. Tom was facing Kurt, so he didn't see me. His porcelain white skin looked so beautiful, and his ass was so round and was red and swollen with hand marks from I'm guessing slaps, God that was so hot, I started rubbing my bulge. Kurt grabbed my boy by his pits and like he weighed nothing pulled him to his chest. Tom wrapped himself around him arms and legs and began kissing him passionately, like something I haven't ever seen in any movie or porno or real life for that matter. With Tom safely wrapped around him Kurt took one hand and put it behind his lovers head to pull him in for a more passionate kiss and the other to his dick which he directed to his pucker. Once it was lined up, I heard him ask "Ready?" My son just nodded, and he dropped him full force to his balls. My son moaned loudly in ecstasy and began trembling. For a second a remembered I was his father, and I was worried he was hurt but then I realized, the little slut was just having and orgasm, and a damn good one as it seemed. Kurt looked at me as my son spasmed on his arms and said, "Fuck yeah baby, come!". It was so hot, all of it that I myself felt my knees get weaker and started to cum myself.

 

"Oh God, Oh my god!" I said as I fell to my knees. The inside of my shorts was getting coated in sperm as jets of cum kept coming out of my dick. I kept hearing the screams of pleasure of Kurt and Tom from inside the house and, as my own orgasm subsided, the feelings of pleasure made room for the feelings of shame. After a few minutes of trying to compose myself, I ran to the car and returned home. "What the fuck just happened?" I kept asking myself. I went to the shower and got in without realizing I was still fully dressed. Tossed my wet clothes to the corner and tried to rinse myself from de guilt and shame.

 

I spent the rest of the day in a daze, wondering what to do without being able to form a cohesive thought. When my wife came back from work, she asked me if I was alright, and I was able to muster a "I'm fine response". My wife, she's not the brightest crayon in the box but she has a good heart, so she left me alone. At around 6p.m. I heard a car pull into the driveway and the doorbell which was strange. I went to answer and nearly fainted when I opened the door and Kurt and Tom where in the other side.

 

"Hey Buddy, how's it hanging?" Kurt asked with all casualness. "I'm just bringing this little fella' home and wanted to talk to you for a sec."

 

"Hi Dad, Kurt was just teaching me soccer and he just um... thought it was too late for me to come alone" Tom said.

 

My wife came to the front door and said hi to Kurt.

 

"Well Tom, say thanks to Mr. Richardson for giving you a ride and come inside to clean yourself, it's late." Both she and Tom went inside I still hadn't said a word.

 

"So what's up with you man?" Kurt asked, "What were you doing in my place?"

 

"Excuse me" I asked, how could he be the one asking this question "after what I saw how can you not expect me to call the police you bastard."

 

He laughed "You enjoyed the show buddy. I saw the proof in my bushes later." A flicker of fear ran through my face "Tommy doesn't know although I don't get why you didn't join us. Baby would've enjoyed it, be spit roasted by his boyfriend and his dad. He likes it rough."

 

"I don't want to know any of that, and you will never see my son ever again! Do you understand me?"

 

He leaned against the frame of the door. "Of course I will. I will continue as I have for as long as I want, and you are not going to do anything about it. I got Tom wrapped around my finger, among other things; If I say jump, he jumps. It would be terribly easy for me to make your life very difficult. Listen, from know on he is gonna say he is coming to mine for soccer practice, enough with the sisterhood of the traveling pants or whatever bullshit he's been feeding you all summer. If you want to come someday, that's fine, but remember, I'm the alpha and he is mine. You keep your mouth shut and that's it."

 

"You think I'm just gonna let that happen?" I said, to my horror, with not much conviction in my voice.

 

He fondled my dick for a second, which was hard again, and smirked again, "I know you will."

 

 

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