Date: Thu, 14 Jan 2021 14:00:23 +0000
From: Matt <usakid21 (at) protonmail.com>
Subject: Raising a special boy - part 1 (category: gay/incest)

**** The following story containing sexual content including incest is
entirely fictional, and the author does not condone any sexual activity
of any kind with minors. Do not continue reading if you are under 18 or
if it is illegal for you to do so. ****


Getting off the school bus from his first day at his new middle school,
sixth-grader Mikey's mind was still racing from the confusing but
exciting day. It ended up being fun, and he was happy to have made new
friends with boys in his class, but he'd never expected to feel so out of
place at first. It was gym class that had been the source of confusion.

"Daddy? Daaaaaaaddy? I'm home, are you here?" he called as he walked
through the door.

"Hey Mikey! How was your first day, buddy?" his dad called back, coming
down the stairs from his office on the second floor. Tom was 40, rugged,
and still very much the athlete, yet one more way in which chubby, sweet
little Mikey was just the polar opposite of his dad. He was totally
naked, like always at home, and pulled his son into his arms. Mikey
returned the hug and felt happy and content as usual when he felt his
dad's skin and smelled his smell.

"It was great, Dad," Mikey said, as he put down his backpack, kicked off
his shoes, and started to take his own clothes off -- growing up with his
dad, he and his older brother Kevin had also never worn clothes at home.
"It's so much bigger than my elementary school, and I got lost a couple
times, but the teachers are really nice and I already made a lot of
friends."

"Oh that's so great, Mikey, I'm really glad to hear it."

Mikey was now also totally naked, and his little 11 year-old body just
couldn't have been more different to his dad's. Whereas Tom's broad
shoulders, bulky muscles, big hands and feet, fat cock and heavy balls,
and abundance of body hair marked him unquestionably as the definition of
a "man", you'd have a hard time even identifying his sixth-grade son as a
"boy" once he'd taken his clothes off. Mikey's soft white skin didn't
have a single hair anywhere on it, and since the kid's favorite food was
chocolate, he had quite a bit more than typical baby fat -- besides a
squishy belly and big jiggly butt, he had what his 16 year-old brother
Kevin confirmed were rounder, juicier tits than any girl's he'd had the
chance to feel. And between his legs, his prepubescent testicles were
still way up in his abdomen and his little penis barely stuck out of his
body at all. In fact, Tom had always referred to it as Mikey's "nipple",
and that's what Mikey learned to call it too.

"The weird thing was in gym class, though, Dad," Mikey continued, as he
poured himself a glass of soda from the fridge, standing at the kitchen
table. "The teacher said we were bigger now and that meant we had to
change into gym uniforms -- shorts and t-shirts he passed out -- because
otherwise we'd sweat in our school clothes and be smelly the rest of the
day. And that afterwards we had to shower before we put our school
clothes back on."

"Well yes, kiddo, normally when boys get to be around your age they start
to smell when they sweat. You've been around your brother and me enough
to know that we smell after we've been playing sports or otherwise
getting really sweaty, especially between the legs and in our armpits. I
mean," he chuckled, "you know that smell very well just from sharing a
room with Kevin."

"But I never smell like that!"

"No, little guy, you never do, and it's one of the many wonderful things
about your being a special kind of boy." Tom smiled broadly, his hand
instinctively adjusting his full hairy balls that he always had to avoid
crushing when he sat down, as Mikey beamed back at him. For as long as
Mikey could remember, his dad was always explaining how "special boys"
like him were different from regular boys and men, and as usual Mikey
felt really happy to be special. "So that was what was so weird? Having a
gym uniform instead of running around in your regular clothes?" Tom
reached out and jiggled Mikey's belly, teasing, with a big smile.

Mikey laughed, "Daaaad that tickles!" and he ran to go sit on the sofa in
the living room. Tom got up to follow him, staring at the boy's perfectly
round, smooth white butt wobbling as he ran, and sitting down on the sofa
next to his son. "No, that wasn't the weird part. It was when I took off
my clothes in the changing room and was walking to the shower area, every
other boy stopped talking and just stared at me. Then this one boy,
Charlie, shouted, 'Holy fuck who let a girl in the boys' changing room?!?
Look at her!' And everyone else started laughing. So I just said, 'What
do you mean? I'm a boy!' And Charlie said, 'Mikey, you've got big titties
like a girl, you've got a high voice like a girl, I don't see any hair
anywhere on you, and...... where's your cock???' Everyone kept laughing,
but I was still so confused, so I said, 'Well, I don't have a cock, I
have a nipple, and it's super funny, look!' And I stood up on one of the
benches, spread my legs, and showed them!"

At this, Tom smiled at his son and felt comforted and proud. He'd known
for years what kind of boy Mikey was, and he decided that rather than
letting his son suffer bullying and sadness trying to hide who he was,
he'd teach him from the beginning to be happy with who he was, and if he
was going to be laughed at, to teach him how to defuse that by laughing
along with the others. That's why he'd started calling Mikey's tiny penis
a "nipple" (while referring to his and Kevin's as "cocks" or "dicks") and
getting Kevin to join in making jokes about it all the time when they
were around the house, letting Mikey learn how to joke about it too.

"They all stopped laughing, and Charlie and these two other boys, Jake
and Pete, came over and looked between my legs at my nipple. Jake turned
around and laughed, 'Well, he's right you guys! He doesn't have a cock,
he's got a nipple, and it's super funny!' Everyone laughed again and then
all started going to the shower area, and Charlie said to me, 'You're a
crazy little dude, Mikey, you know that?' And he smiled at me and waited
for me to get down off the bench to walk with me to the shower."

Tom said, "Sounds like you've got some great kids in your class,
sweetheart. And I was sure that you'd all have fun laughing at your
nipple."

"Yeah, it was funny, once I showed them I wasn't a girl. But then
something else happened when we were in the showers. My nipple got hard,
and that boy Pete, who was using the same shower head as me, started
laughing and pointing and saying how I had a boner. I didn't understand
what the big deal was, so I just asked him, 'But doesn't that happen to
yours too sometimes?'"

Tom cracked up and said, "Great answer, buddy. Exactly the right thing to
say. You know perfectly well that it's totally normal in every way for
penises to get hard, and even a nipple like yours does." Tom had never
hidden his erections from his kids (not that hiding a fat 8-inch boner
would've even been possible, being naked all the time), nor hidden
anything as completely natural as jerking off either, so they had never
learned that it was something other boys and men learned to be
embarrassed about. "So what did he say after that?"

"Nothing, really. He said, 'Well, yeah, mine gets hard sometimes, why
wouldn't it?' And then we all just went back to showering."

"You see? It's like I always say, when you're not ashamed of yourself, no
one else can make you feel ashamed. And now hopefully the next time Pete
feels himself getting a boner he won't be so worried about hiding it,
since now he understands it's totally normal."

Mikey nodded, and he turned to lay down on the sofa with his head resting
in his Tom's lap, feeling the warmth coming off of his dad's big penis
and balls like usual and smelling the smell he loved more than any smell
in the world. Tom looked down at his special boy, ran his fingers through
the soft wavy brown hair, and smiled, noticing that Mikey's little nipple
was hard -- the tiniest, funniest 1 inch boy nail. How lucky, he thought,
that the kid's never gonna need to use that, that it'll always just be
decoration.

Breaking the silence, Mikey said, "Daddy, what's a faggot?"

Tom felt stupid -- of course he should've taught him that word -- but as
always he kept a gentle expression on his face, determined as a good
parent never to make either of his sons feel that he was being judgmental
or was surprised by one of their questions. "A faggot is just another
name for a special boy like you, Mikey. I call you a 'special boy', and
other people will call you a 'faggot' or a 'fag' or a 'sissy' or other
names."

"Oh, ok! I was sure that was it, because I was looking at all of the
boys' penises when we were changing, and I liked to look at Charlie's the
most because it's definitely the biggest, and after a while he walked
over to me and said, 'Hey Mikey, you're such a funny little faggot. Sorry
I said you were a girl. I think it's great we've got a pet faggot in the
class, especially one with such hot tits. Jesus, just LOOK at how much
bigger my dick is than your tiny nipple, it's like easily four times
bigger!' And he took his big soft cock, which already has hair around it,
and slapped my nipple with it a few times, and then he squeezed my boobs
and he rumpled my hair and patted me on the head. It made my heart beat
so fast and my nipple got hard again, which made us both laugh."

"Well, that's great buddy, and hopefully you and Charlie are on the way
to becoming good friends."

"Yeah! I like him a lot, Daddy, he's super nice. I can't wait for gym
class in a couple days so I can see his big cock again! Ok, I'm going up
to my room."

As he skipped out of the living room and headed up the stairs, Tom felt
relieved that he'd prepared his "special boy" so well -- that whereas
with Kevin he'd just used the standard boys' body textbook for all his
talks over the years, he'd had to create a whole new curriculum for his
other son who had not one ounce of "real boy" in him. Growing up, Mikey
was the total opposite of Kevin, who everyone called "Tom's kid brother"
because they were so much alike in both everything. Mikey, in contrast,
was always so delicate, so sweet and gentle, and so, well, feminine. He
adored his dad and brother to the point of slavish devotion -- he had
long since been the one who excitedly did the housecleaning and laundry,
for example, and he would sing to himself joyfully while picking up his
dad and brother's dirty clothes from the floor, holding and smelling each
piece as if it were some kind of religious relic. And Mikey had never
shown any interest whatsoever in his own penis, never once touching it,
never asking about it, only content hearing Tom and Kevin laugh about it
and learning that a little nipple suited a special boy like him
perfectly.

Mikey had always been VERY interested, however, in his butt. The kid
positively shook with excitement when Tom used to wash him down there
during their baths and showers together, his dad's fingers getting him
clean inside and out. Mikey had quickly figured out that he could do that
to himself anytime, not just in the shower, if he used some of the
special oily stuff that his dad and brother kept by their beds and
elsewhere around the house on his fingers. It was a few years ago when
Kevin shouted for his dad the first time he saw his little brother laying
on his bedroom floor, ankles behind his ears, three tiny fingers all the
way inside his tight pink hole, Mikey's face absolutely shining with
bliss.

"Dad! Dad! Mikey's got his fingers in his butt!"

Mikey was shocked out of his trance and looked up at his brother, feeling
embarrassed. Tom walked in and immediately scolded, "Kevin! It's none of
your business what Mikey does with his fingers or his butt. How many
times have we all discussed together that everyone's free to do what
makes their body feel good? Clearly this makes Mikey feel good, so what's
the problem?" And, kneeling down, he smiled gently at little Mikey, and,
guiding the kid's sticky hand back down to his now-puffy hole, said
reassuringly, "Mikey, I'm so glad you've found a way to make your body
feel good, which isn't surprising to me at all, given how much you've
always liked it when I wash you in there. I knew that you would never
feel pleasure playing with your nipple like Kevin and I play with our
cocks. How great that you've already realized that special boys like you
feel pleasure inside their pussies instead, and that you can give
yourself that pleasure whenever you want."

"His pussy? But Dad, only girls have pussies," interrupted Kevin.

"Oh? You think you know everything because you're 14 and starting to look
like a man?" Tom replied, gesturing to Kevin's hanging teen cock and
balls, the tuft of hair around them still matted with blobs of god knows
how many loads of cum he'd shot since his last shower. "As I've explained
many, many times, your brother Mikey is a special boy. And one of the
great things about special boys like him is that their butts aren't just
butts. They're also pussies because that's where special boys feel
pleasure, like you see Mikey feeling right now." While his dad had been
talking, Mikey had slipped his fingers back inside his warm hole and was
very clearly enjoying himself again.

"Ok, but cocks go in pussies, right? So that means guys can put their
cocks in Mikey's pussy?" Kevin asked, causing Mikey to stop
finger-fucking himself momentarily and look up at his dad, very intrigued
by his brother's question. Tom didn't see, but Mikey noticed that Kevin's
cock had gotten immediately rock hard, which wasn't anything out of the
ordinary for him to see of course, except that the teenager was
transfixed by the curious sight of his little brother's "pussy" still
quite stretched open even though Mikey had taken his fingers out.

"Yes, of course they can," Tom replied in his usual relaxed parenting
voice, "It's a pussy, and as you said, Kevin, cocks go in pussies. When
Mikey's ready, he can ask a boy or man to put his cock in there, just
like you know that you can ask a girl to put your cock in hers or, now
you also know, a special boy to put your cock in his -- and with a
special boy's pussy, of course you don't need to worry about making him
pregnant."

And after that, Tom had become very used to seeing Mikey around the house
in all kinds of positions -- down on all fours, standing leaning forwards
against the wall, standing with one leg up on a table or bed -- with his
fingers deep inside his clearly very-hungry pussy, often with a pair of
his or Kevin's dirty underwear or sweaty t-shirts over his face. About a
year later, Tom was startled by the sight of his 10 year-old laying on
his bedroom floor, one of Kevin's cum-encrusted t-shirts between his
lips, ankles at his ears, shoving a large cucumber almost all the way
inside his chubby little body, moaning softly like he was in complete
ecstasy. Tom watched for a bit, and eventually Mikey noticed his dad was
standing there and, taking his brother's dirty t-shirt off out of this
mouth, whimpered, "Oh, hi Daddy!" still pushing the cucumber in and out
of his swollen red pussy, which stood in sharp contrast to the rest of
his creamy white skin.

"Hey buddy, it looks like that's making you feel really good," Tom said,
calmly.

"Daddy, it feels amazing, like there are all these happy butterflies
flying around inside me!"

Tom chuckled, actually pretty amazed that his kid's hole could stretch
that wide and that what looked like a good 7 inches of lubed vegetable
was all up inside him. "Well I'm glad, Mikey. That's great. But this is
something you probably should have asked me about first, because certain
things like cucumbers shouldn't be put inside you like that -- they could
break and bits of it could get stuck, which would have to be removed
somehow, ok?" Mikey let the cucumber slide all the way out of him. There
was an audible 'pop', and without hesitating at all, the boy shoved four
of his fingers in instead, seemingly finding it unthinkable to not have
something inside him down there. "But Daaaaad, I love how it feels....
please please please let me keep doing it?"

Tom knelt down next to his son, his heavy cock and balls resting on the
kid's shoulder, and Mikey instinctively inhaled deeply. "I know you do,
kiddo, just the cucumber's a bad idea. But don't worry, we're gonna find
you something much better, it's called a dildo, and it's made for that --
you can pound it in and out as hard as you want and it'll never break.
Ok?"

"Really?" Mikey cooed, eyes wide and thrilled. Tom noticed that the kid's
mouth started to water too, saliva beginning to cover his bottom lip and
dripping out onto his soft chubby cheek. "Can I keep it inside me all the
time? I always feel so sad and empty when I have to take my fingers or
the cucumber out."

"Well, there are also things called butt plugs that you can leave in for
a long time, and we can find one of those for you too, ok?" Tom assured
him, and Mikey stared back at his naked dad, smiling with more adoration
and gratitude, so happy he was lost for words. "They're also useful for
special boys like you because they'll help stretch your pussy so that
when you find a boy or a man who wants to put his cock inside you, it
won't hurt as much. Although from what I see already with this cucumber,
I don't think you'll have any problem with that at all."

Besides his butt, Mikey had always been extremely interested in his dad's
cock and balls, and eventually also his brother Kevin's, and Tom made
sure to make him feel that this was completely normal. And just as he had
taught Kevin about female body parts and sexuality, so that his son would
be prepared to please his first sexual partners as he grew older, he knew
he had to teach Mikey how to fulfill the special role he was born to play
too.

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