Date: Sun, 18 Feb 2018 15:29:11 -0500
From: tagenhard@aol.com
Subject: Random Tails/  Hickory Nuts

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Hickory Nuts
by tagenhard@aol.com



You would expect me to scream or yell, barge into the room and stop what
was going on.


But I didn't. I didn't feel anger, I didn't feel excitement. I probably
felt confusion more than anything.


Before my eyes was my 16 year old son Jake and the 16 year old neighbor boy
Sam.  Both naked, kissing each other passionately, as they double fucked
their hard teen cocks into the person between them.


I suppose to help you understand I should go back so you can create your
own idea or judgement.


Judgement is probably the right word because I'm sure by the end of my
story you will be judging me.


My wife and I got married at 19 and when I turned 20 I had a new born son
who we named Jake.  At 23 we bought the house that we live in to this
day. At 25 we had a baby daughter and at 27 we added another son Shane.


All was well and happy in the world.  When I turned 30 our daughter got
sick and passed away.  It was a tough time for all of us but we worked thru
it as best as we could.


During and after my wife was flawless in mothering to our two boys, but for
her and I things changed.  We still loved each other but in the bedroom we
grew distant. She didn't want to be intimate anymore and so over the past 6
years I have learned to rely on my hand and the internet for that comfort.


Now we are 36. Jake is 16 and Shane is 9. My wife was becoming a little to
clingy with Jake.  I think she realized he was getting older and soon would
be out of the house.  She wasn't ready to lose another child. I told Jake
to be as understanding as he could but the boy needed her to be his mother
not his friend.


Our next door neighbors Linda and Oscar were old already when we bought the
house.  They became friends and were there to help us thru the good times
and the bad.  In their back yard they had some Hickory Nut trees. For those
of you not familiar with them, they are usually prolific in producing a
small nut that drops in the fall time.  Like a walnut only smaller and the
meat inside is softer and a tad oilier.


The trees always produced more than Linda and Oscar could use so they let
me come and gather as much as I wanted. I spent many a winter night
watching sports, drinking beer and cracking Hickory Nuts to dig out the
meat inside. My wife would use the nuts in cookies and cakes and it
provided us with a free alternative to buying nuts from the store.


Time moves on and Oscar passed away. We helped and supported Linda as much
as we could since her kids didn't live nearby. Five months ago she needed
to be moved to a nursing home.


Four months ago the house sold and a new family moved.


Harper or Harp as he preferred was a single father with a 16 year old boy
Sam and an 11 year old boy Kyle.


My son Jake and Sam bonded almost instantly, being the same age and now
going to the same high school with many shared classes.


Although he was 2 years older than my son Shane, Kyle and him got along
great and after school or weekends were almost inseparable. There was a
lack of other boys in the neighborhood so it worked out great for both
Shane and Kyle to have someone to hang with.


Over the months my boys started to hang out at Harp's place. It was a guy
place and my boys we able to be boys.  Of course my wife wasn't happy to
see less of Jake but he did the best he could to keep her happy.


When Harp first bought the house I had explained to him about the Hickory
Nut trees and he said I was welcome to them since he had no intention of
gathering and cracking them. I was free to come over anytime and get them.


It was a fall Saturday in October but the weather had taken a warm spell or
an Indian summer as it was called when I grew up. Warm enough to go
shirtless and wear shorts.


My wife was taking the boys to their dental appointments followed by lunch
and shopping.  Not their favorite things to do but they did want new
clothes.  Something I noticed since they started to hang with the new
neighbors was they seemed to take more pride in their appearance.


I got some quick yard work done and had stripped down to just my nylon
running shorts to enjoy some of the last warm sun we would get once winter
set in.


I felt good about my appearance. I wasn't a roman god or anything but I
jogged and worked out a little.  I had a dad body but wasn't fat.


Grabbed a pail and headed over to Harp's place to collect Hickory Nuts. I
let myself in thru the privacy fence that surrounded the property and
walked to the back where the trees were.


I saw Harp and stopped dead in my tracks. Something seemed wrong about what
I was seeing but I found myself unable to walk away or react.


Harp lay on a blanket on the ground and Kyle his 11 year old was straddling
his waist.  Kyle was slowly unbuttoning his dad's shirt and then spread it
open.


He leaned down and suckled on one of Harp's dark nipples while running his
fingers thru his dad's chest hair.  Kyle moved his face up to his dad's and
they kissed. I could see that it wasn't just a kiss on the lips but a full
on tongue thrusting kiss.


Harp reached up and pulled his son's mouth tighter into his.  It actually
seemed sweet. I know what society says and the laws say but it looked
tender and loving.  I was a voyeur spying on two people making love to each
other.


Kyle sat up and peeled off his t-shirt and Harp reached up and took the
small boy nubs between his fingers and gently twisted them.  Then he raised
his torso and sucked on one then the other.  Kyle leaned his head back as
his dad licked and kissed his face and nibbled on his ears.


Kyle pushed his father back down and dropped his mouth onto his dad's neck
and kissed little butterfly kisses down to his chest and then to his
stomach.


Shifting his body down so that it sat upon his dad's thighs, Kyle reached
down and unbuckled his dad's pants.  He leered at his dad as he pulled down
the zipper. Kyle spread the pants open and shifted so he could lick at the
cloth covered erection underneath. He breathed his hot breath across the
length of the bulge.


His boy fingers reached into the gap of the boxers and pulled out his dad's
fat hard shaft.  It looked so big in the boy's small hand.


Harp moaned out loud as I saw Kyle take the meaty cock into his mouth and
slide it half way in.


"Isn't it beautiful?" I heard whispered into my ear as a hand touched my
back, slipped under my arm and onto my chest. The fingers found a nipple
and fondled it.


Turning my head I saw Sam. He pushed his body up against my backside and I
could feel his hard teen cock poke against my ass cheek.


"It is the deepest form in which a father and son can express love for each
other."  He breathed into my ear as he nibbled on my earlobe.  "The world
is wrong when they think it is a bad thing. Fathers and sons should be
intimate."  Sam reached a hand down to the front of my shorts and found me
hard.


Kyle was bobbing his head up and down slowly as his dad brushed his fingers
thru his cock sucking son's hair.  I have to admit it was a beautiful thing
to watch and erotic beyond what I thought possible.


Sam's hand slipped inside my shorts and wrapped it around my throbbing
piece of dad meat.  He stroked me as I watched his dad and younger brother
make incestual love.


Kyle stood up over his father and shimmed out of his pants and underwear.
He tossed them aside and lowered himself to his dad crotch.


I felt my shorts being pulled down and the warm sun radiate onto my exposed
cock as it throbbed in the open air.  I hadn't been this hard in
years. This excited, this in need of human touch.


As I felt Sam take my cockhead into his mouth I saw Kyle lower his ass onto
his dad's up turned cock.  The physical feeling rushed thru my body causing
me to gasp. The mental image of the 11 year old

with his dads cock up his ass burned itself into my brain.


Harp and Kyle looked over to me and smiled then returned their attention to
each other.  Kyle lowered and raised himself on that stallion cock of his
dads as Sam deep throated me.



Kyle raising up and down, Sam back and forth almost in sync with each
other.  They handled a man's cock with well-practiced expertise.


Harp and I both moaned openly at the pleasure we were receiving.  It had
been so long since anyone touched me that I could not hold back any longer
and with a grunt flooded the teen mouth wrapped around my cock.



Kyle continued to ride his dad's meat and sway his head back and forth with
closed eyes and a sighing smile on his face.  "Like father, like son." Sam
whispered into my ear now that he stood back up. "You taste just like
Jake."

"You -- You've had Jake?" I stuttered.



"We're boyfriends." Sam turned himself around and backed his body up
against me.  He took my hand and pulled it to his front and placed it on
his cock.  "Get me off." He commanded with a hissing voice.


In a dream state I stroked my son's boyfriend's cock as I watched Father
and son fuck.


The teen cock felt good in my hand. It was a good size for his age and I
was actually enjoying jerking it.  I wondered if I was capable of having
gay sex. I let my other hand roam his soft but firm body.  The teen muscle
under the tight skin. The budding masculinity was erotic to the touch.


I was hardening again and my cock was rising up between his tight globes.
Kyle and Harp were again french kissing as Harp's son rose and fell on the
shaft.  Sam's hard ass globes almost wrapped themselves around my hardened
cock.  He rubbed his ass up and down my shaft as I jerked his cock and felt
him up.



Harp grabbed his 11 year old son by the hips and thrust up hard into his
ass.  I could see Harp's body shuddered and imagined he was cumming inside
his youngest.  Sam grunted and spewed out his teen spunk onto the ground.

I was close to another load but not close enough and Sam stepped away from
me.  Without a word he walked over to his father and brother and kissed
each one.


In a daze I pulled my shorts up and half stumbled, back to my house. My
shorts tented out by my still hard cock.


I poured myself a stiff one and sat at the kitchen table as my mind
replayed all that had happened.  I found that I was shaking but I couldn't
define why. My hand shook as I raised the glass to my mouth to drink.


Why had I watched that? Why did I let Sam a 16 year old blow me? Why did I
enjoy touching him and jerking his cock?  I took another drink.


"Oh God" I said aloud to vent this pent up feeling that I couldn't define.


I jumped to my feet and paced but started to vocalize my thoughts.  "Why
isn't it bothering me to know that Harp has sex with his boys?  Is Jake and
Sam really boyfriends? Is Jake having sex with Harp?


The walls listened well and I found that saying this all out loud helped my
shakes die down, or maybe it was the drink.


Then I felt a sense of panic. "Have they involved Shane in this? What does
he know?"


I don't know why but I was hard as could be. I slipped my shorts off and my
big daddy cock throbbed in the air. I found myself wandering into Jake's
room.  What possessed me I don't know? I can't even tell you what I was
thinking if thinking at all.


There was a pair of Jake's underwear on the floor and I picked them up.  I
pressed them to my nose and inhaled his teen musky scent. I stroked my cock
like a madman and found myself suddenly shooting ropes of cum across his
bedroom floor.


I shuddered and grunted loudly as the daddy batter jetted out.


Opening my eyes and realizing what I had done, I threw the underwear down
and ran back to the kitchen.  Picked up the bottle of booze, took a swig
and then hurtled it against the wall.


I dropped back against the refrigerator and slumped to the floor crying.


The sound of the car pulling into the driveway pulled me back to reality.
I looked to the clock and saw hours had passed.  I jumped up, grabbed my
shorts and ran to my den locking myself in.


I heard the voices talking away as they entered the house and then heard
them stop.  There was silence or talking too soft for me to hear.


A soft rap at the door and my wife asking if I was OK.  I replied I was and
needed alone time. I couldn't explain now but would later.  She needed to
trust me. She said OK and walked away.


I didn't go out for dinner, I sat in silence with my thoughts and slowly
and begrudgingly admitted that I was ok with what had happened.  No that
wasn't right, I wasn't just ok with it, I was jealous of Harp's
relationship with his boys.  I was jealous of the free and easy way that
Sam handled his sexuality.  I was jealous of the pleasure that Kyle was
able to receive from his dad.


The rage that my wants and desire didn't fit into what I was taught burned
itself out.  I felt at peace knowing that this craving existed in me.


Night descended but I left my lights off. I sat in the silence and
darkness.


At one point my wife knocked to let me know she was going to bed and if I
was hungry there was left over diner in the fridge.


Later still another soft rap at the door.


"Dad it's me." Jake said with a hesitation in his voice. "Please let me
in."  I sighed. I had to face him sooner or later. I stood up turned on a
small light and then opened the door. He slid into the room and I closed it
behind him.



He put his back to the door and looked worried.  I placed a hand on the
door frame on either side of him and looked him square in the eye.

"Is it true you and Sam are boyfriends?" I asked trying to keep my voice
level.

"Yes." He replied searching my eyes for a reaction.

"Did he tell you about today?"

Again he replied yes.



My voice soften and showed fear. "Do you hate me?"  "Oh god no dad." Jake
cried.

I saw the trepidation in his eyes melt away and, well I don't know what the
look was but I knew I had to act now or I feared I would never have the
courage to try again.

I moved my head forward and mashed my lips to his. I had his head trapped
between me and the door.  Either he would fight me or accept.



His mouth opened and my tongue snaked in. He moaned I think with happiness
as we frenched kissed. We kissed till I had to pull away for a deep breath.
I looked my son in the eye and brushed my hand thru his mop of hair.  "I
have never, well you know, made love with another guy." My voice trailed
off.



Jake smiled. "I'm glad to be your first. Let me teach you something for a
change."  My son put his hands on my chest and gently pushed me away from
the door to the middle of the room.  He dropped to his knees and took my
hands and pulled me down with him.


Then he laid me on to the plush carpet so I was on my back. Jake pulled my
shorts off and removed his t-shirt then his boxers. Jake laid across me
taking us into a kiss again.  My hands roamed across his back and sides as
we frenched.


The warmth of his soft but firm flesh made my nerve endings tingle like
sparklers.  I felt young again, no I felt alive again as we kissed with our
bare flesh caressing each other.


Jake broke the kiss and licked then nibbled at my ear, He licked across my
chin and down to the throat.  His tongue flicked at my hardened nipples. He
shifted his body down so he was drawing the tip of his tongue across my
stomach in patterns slowly going downward. The anticipation was immense.
He blew his warm breath softly on my hard shaft as he jumped his mouth down
to my hairy balls.


He lapped at the baby makers as his fingers tweaked my nipples. I ran my
hands up and down his arms as he made my balls feel like never before.  The
hair on his arms was soft but manly. Something I never thought I would find
erotic.



His tongue moved to the base of my cock and he licked up the shaft.  I
moaned and he recognized the meaning of it.  He moved his mouth directly to
my cock head locking on his lips just as I erupted prematurely like some
little school boy.


"Oh fucking hell" I moaned out as I filled his mouth with his daddy's seed.
My fingers entwined into his hair as I pumped out load after load.  My body
had spasms as it tried to shoot more.


Jake dropped my cock from his mouth and licking his lips he crawled up to
me.  "I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed I came that quickly." I whispered.

Jake smiled. "It just means that you will last that much longer on the next
go around."  He leaned in and gave me a lite kiss.



"Did, I'm sorry to ask but did Harper teach you this?" I asked diverting my
eyes from him.  "Look at me dad." Jake instructed. I turned my gaze to his
sparkling blues.  "Sam taught me. Harp has made himself available but I
told him I wanted my first adult to be you."



Tears came to my eyes and Jake licked them away. Jake sat up and straddled
my crotch and started to grind his ass against my semi hard cock. I sat up
a licked up his throat.  He leaned his head back as I bathed his Adams
apple. I placed my hands on the small of his back and lowered my mouth so I
could suckle on his pouty teen nip. He pushed his chest into my mouth and
wrapped his hands around my head holding me to the nipple as I sucked and
lightly bite them.  My hands slid down onto his ass and into the valley. He
arched his ass back to meet my fingers as they slipped across his pucker.


His hole was prelubed and my finger pushed in. He moaned.  I pulled off his
nipple and called him a whore while chuckling.

"For you yes dad. Enter me please take me."



I was at full throttle again and I maneuvered my cock to his rose bud "Are
you sure son?"

"Yes dad make me your bitch." Jake whimpered.



I slipped the head in and pushed steadily. I knew I was thicker than Sam
and stretching him wider than he has experienced before. I went half way in
and let him get used to the new sensation.  I also had 3 inches on Sam and
figured I would let Jake take this as he could.


Holding him to me with my hands on his back, I licked across his
lips. "Fuck yourself on me son.  Show me how much you want daddy's big cock
up your ass."  As we kissed he undulated his hips slowly working more of me
into him, slowly and gently he took more on each down thrust. My 16 year
old son bottomed out on my fat hard daddy fuck stick as he moaned into my
mouth.



He was right, I lasted longer this time but the heat and tightness and
knowledge that it was my son eventually brought me to another explosion of
my juices deep into my son's guts.  "Fuck son I want to live in side you
forever." I sighed as the last spasm of cum rolled out of my cock.



I laid back down bringing him down on top of me.  We both laid there
panting when I realized there was a wet stickiness between us.  My son came
just from me fucking him and that boosted my pride. No I guess ego would be
more correct.


Jake placed his hands on my chest and rested his chin on them so we were
looking at each other.  His eyes twinkled even in the soft light in the
den. He had a goofy grin of satisfaction on his face.

I traced my fingers lightly up and down his back and thru his hair. As we
stared at each other.

"I know you have questions dad. So let's do this. Ask away."



"Where you having guy sex before Sam moved next door?"  "No Sam introduced
me to it."

"I saw Kyle and Harp having sex so I assume that Sam also has sex with his
dad."

"Yes and with Kyle. Sometimes as three ways or one on one. I have had sex
with Kyle also but only as a three way with Sam so far." My son continued
to explain realizing what I wanted to know.  "Now that I have made love
with you I hope to include you with Sam and I and also Harper.  Harp will
also share Kyle with you if you wish."



Concern entered my voice. "How does Shane enter into all of this?"


Jake moved one hand and brushed it thru my hair.  "Kyle introduced him into
cock sucking and then we let him watch Sam and I.  I took his virginity,
I'm sorry. But he has not let Harp touch him. He also wants you to be his
first man."


I was alright with Jake taking his 9 year old little brothers cherry.
After all I also have girth and length that Jake doesn't have.  My fucking
of Shane will be like taking his virginity all over again.


"We are hoping that you will join in with the rest of us." Jake smiled.
"But if you want to keep it in the family only then I would understand."

"Well," I said slowly. "If Sam and you are boyfriends then it's like we all
are family."

Jake smiled and we kissed again.



The next day I explained to my wife that I had worked thru a midlife crisis
but that now everything was fine.


Shane unfortunately was committed to taking a week long field trip. So I
wasn't able to make love to him.  Well here again I will be honest I wasn't
able to fuck him.  But I did fill my time spending it at Harp's place and
the two of us had our fun with the three boys.


One night after a particularly aggressive orgy with the boys we settled
into a conversation.  Sam and Jake informed Harp and I that they wanted to
get married as soon as they were old enough to do so.  They also wanted to
have kids, hopefully boys to add to the love. They wanted to start as soon
as possible because they figured the younger they were when they fathered,
the more time they would have with the child.


They had discussed options and ruled out getting a fellow high school girl
pregnant.  They didn't have the money to hire a surrogate plus an adult
would have to front for them as being the person who was donating the
sperm. They planned on mixing their sperm together so they wouldn't know
which the true father was. Harp and I said we would discuss it and let them
know.


No more was said of that as the days passed, but now it was Saturday and
Shane would be coming home. I planned on visiting his bedroom that night.


Yes I realize you're wondering why I would think you would be judging me.
After all if you have listened to my whole story then I'm inclined to think
you are okay with what was happening in my life. And probably if you had
the chance you might follow the same path.


No I think your judgment of me will come in the form of how I handled my
wife.


I went to the school and picked up Shane. He ran and jumped into my arms
whispering in my ear that all he could think of all week was getting home
to me.


On the ride home I just couldn't wait and took a detour to a wooded lovers
look out place.  I backed into what I felt was a secluded spot and Shane
and I made out kissing passionately.  I let Shane work my hard cock out of
my pants and set about sucking me off. His 9 year old mouth was like
magic. Jake and Sam had taught him well.


As he worked his daddy's hard cock into his mouth I saw movement out of the
corner of my eye.  I looked over and thought we were screwed when I saw a
guy of about 20 standing there looking in.  But he pulled his cock out and
started to jerk off watching us.  Having an audience as my little boy
sucked me, set me off and I feed him the first of what would become many
loads of daddy cum.


When done my son looked up and showed us the load of creamy white in his
mouth before swallowing it with a smile. This triggered the guy who blasted
a load on to the ground. He gave me a smile and ran off.  As we were
driving out of this area I saw the guy again walking with a woman and
pushing a baby carriage.  I hoped he had a son.



We got home and I expected my wife or Jake to be there to greet us. But
they weren't.  Shane and I held hands as we walked to his bedroom with his
luggage.


I heard sound coming from the master bedroom and opened the door.


This brings us back to the start of the story. I was confused on how they
got it to happen but in all honesty I don't ever want to know.


Apparently Sam and Jake solved their surrogate problem as I saw both of
them with their hard teen cocks shoved into my wife's cunt.


Now am I a bad person because I didn't care if they were using her and I
didn't stop it?  Was it wrong of me to just close the door and take my son
Shane to his room so I could fuck him up his 9 year old ass?


I guess I don't care how you judge me, because I didn't regret any of it.